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AUTHOR: 


BELKNAP,  JEREMY 


TITLE: 


SACRED  POETRY: 
CONSISTING  OF  PSALMS 

PLACE: 

BOSTON 

DA  TE : 

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Belknap,  Jeremy,  1744-1798. 

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1  nun  tlujjcst  authors,  with  variations  and  additions.  By 
.Jeremy  Belknap,  n.  n.  A  new  ed.,  with  additional  hvmns. 
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SELiXItD    FROM     rffE    B^:ST     AUTHORS,    WITH    VARIATIONS 

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BY  JEREMY  SFI^NAP,  D.  D. 


A    NEW    EDITION, 

WITH  ADDITIONAL  HYMNS. 


BOSTON  : 


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PUBLISHED    BY    THOMAS    WELLS, 
No.  3  Hanover-Slreet. 


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DR.  JOHNSON  hath  observed  concerning  de- 
votional poetry,  that  '^  the  sanctity  of  the  matter 
rejects  the  ornaments  of  tiguralive  diction."  Infe- 
rior subjects  may  be  heightened  by  the  charms  of 
rhetorick,  but  this  is  too  sublime  to  receive  any 
decoration  from  human  eloquence ;  and  we  often 
debase  it  by  making  the  attempt. 

Dr.  Watts,  in  one  of  his  hymns,  hath  said, 

**  Join  all  the  names  oTlove  and  power 
"  That  ever  men  or  angels  bore  { 
**  All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
*•  Or  set  Emanuel's  glory  forth.'* 

Yet,  such  was  the  imperfection  of  one  of  the  best 
of  men,  that  we  frequently  tind  in  his  divine  poems, 
epithets  and  allusions  taken  from  "  mortal  beau- 
ties," and  applied  to  the  Saviour,  with  a  license 
disgusting  to  the  spirit  of  devotion.  It  has  been  my 
aim  to  avoid  these  familiarities ;  and  either  to 
change  or  omit  such  epithets  and  allusions. 

The  names  of  fiie  authors  from  whom  this  Se- 
lection is  made,  arfc  subjoined  to  each  psalm  or 
hymn;  excepting  when  they  are  unknown,  or  have 
requested  concealment.  Most  of  these  nam^s  are 
familiar  to  the  readers  of  poetry ;  but  there  is  one, 
to  whom  I  am  largely  indebted  for  some  of  the 
most  elegant  of  these  productions,  who  is  but  little 
known  in  this  country,  and  of  whom  1  conceive  the 
following  account  will  be  acceptable  to  every 
reader. 


IV 


PREFACE. 


"  AifNE  Steele  was  the   eldest  daughter  of  a  dis- 
senting  minister   at  Brou^hton,   in    Hampshire ;  a 
man  of  piety,  integrity,  benevolence,  and  the  most 
amiable  simplicity  of  manners.     She   discovered  in 
early    life,  her  love  of  the   muses,  and  often  enter- 
tained her  friends  with  the  truly   poetical  and  pious  , 
productions  of  her  pen.    But,  it  was  her  infelicity,  as 
it  has  been  of  many  of  her  kindred  spirits,  to  have  a 
ca[»acious  soaring  mind  enclosed  in  a  very  weak  and 
languid  body.     She  lived  for  the  most  part  a  life  of 
retirement  in  the  same  peaceful  village   where  she 
began   and   ended  her  days.     The  duties   of  friend- 
ship and  religi  n  occufHed    her  time,  and  the  pleas- 
ures of  both  constituted  her  delight.     Her  heart 
was  apt  to   feel,  often  to  a  degree   too  painful  for 
her  own  felicity  ;  but  always   with    the  most  tender 
and   generous  sympathy  for  her  friends.     Yet,  she 
possessed  a  native  cheerfulness;  of  which,  even  the 
agonizing  pains  she  endured,   in   the   latter  part  of 
her  life.  Ci'uld  not  deprive  her.     in  every  short  in- 
terval of  abated  sutlering,  she    would,  in   a  variety 
of  ways,  as  well  n<  by    her  enlivening  conversation, 
give  pleasure   to   all   around   her.     Her  life  was    a 
life  of  unaffected  humility,   warm  benevolence,  sin- 
cere friendship,  and  genuine  devotion.     She  waited 
with  christian   dignity    for   the   hour  of  hf  r  dt^part- 
ure  :  when  it  came,  she   welcomed   its   approach; 
and  having  taken  an  affectionate  leave  of  her  tViende, 
closed  her  eyes  with  these  animating  words  on  her 
lips,  *'  1  know  that  my  Redeemer  liveth."* 

•  This  account  is  taken  from  the  preface  to  the  third 
volume  of  her  ^»  mi'^cellaneous  pieces  in  prose  and  verse,*' 
puhlished  unier  the  name  of  Theodosia,  by  the  Rev. 
Culeb  Evans,  of  Bristol,  1780,  after  her  decease. 


PREFACE.  V 

It  is  humbly  apprehended,  that  a  grateful  and  af- 
fectionate address  to  the  exalted  Saviour  of  mankind, 
or  a  hymn  in  honour  of  the  Eternal  Spirit,  cannot 
be  disagreeable  to  the  mind  of  God.  To  stigmatize 
such  an  act  of  devotion  with  the  name  o{  idolatry^ 
is  (to  say  the  least)  an  abuse  of  language,  [t  can- 
not be  justly  charged  ivith  derogating/from  the  glo- 
ry due  to  the  ONE  God  and  Father  of  all,  because 
he  is  the  ultimate  object  of  the  honour  which  is 
given  to  his  Son  and  to  his  Spirit. 

In  this  Selection,  those  Christians  who  do  not 
scruple  to  sing  praises  to  their  Redeemer  and 
Sanctitier,  will  find  materials  for  such  a  sublime 
enjoyment ;  whilst  others,  whose  tenderness  of 
conscience  may  oblige  them  to  confine  their  ad- 
dresses to  the  Father  only,  will  find  no  deficiency 
of  matter  suited  to  their  idea  of  "  the  chaste  and 
awful  spirit  of  devotion."' 

Boston,  May  10,  1793. 

N.  B.  The  characters  denoting  the  sharp  or 
flat  key,  are  prefixed  to  each  psalm  or  hymn  at  my 
request,  by  the    Rev.  Dr.  Moii^k,  of  T'harlestown. 


If 


PSALMS. 


4 


THE  Hymns  from  the  300th  to  the  end,  are  add- 
ed to  this  edition,  and  have  been  selected  by  the  suc- 
cessor of  the  Rev.  Author.  It  is  hoped  that  they 
will  increase  the  value  of  the  Collection,  and  wilf 
aerve  to  cherish  that  spirit  of  genuine  devotioa 
which  the  whole  work  is  eminently  adapted  to  pro- 
mote. 

Nov.  1812. 


PSALM  I.     Common  Metre,  ^ 

The  Happiness  of  the  Righteous  and  llie  Misery  of  the 

Wicked. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  wlio  shuns  the  place 

Where  sinners  love  to  meet ; 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways. 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 

Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 
By  day  lie  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  niglit. 

3  He,  like  a  tree  of  gen'rous  kind, 

By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storm  and  blasting  wind. 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state. 

4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair 

Shall  his  profession  shiiie  ; 
Whilst  fruits  of  holiness  appear 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

5  Not  so  th'  impious  and  unjust ; 

What  vain  designs  they  form ! 
Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  3tand 

Among  the  sons  of  grace, 


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PSALM  2. 


PS\LM  2. 


VV  ilea  cliri^i,  uic  Judge,  ui  iubrignt  haud 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 
7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 
His  heart  approves  it  w  ell ; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

Watts. 


PSAliM  II.     Common  Metre.  # 

The  Exaltalion  of  Christ. 

1  Attend,  O  earth,  when  God  declares 

His  uncontroird  decae ; 
"  Thou  art  my  Son,  this  day,  my  Heir, 
"  Have  I  Ixgotten  thee. 

2  *'  Upon  my  holy  Zion's  hill 

"  My  King  I  thee  ordain  ; 
•'  And'though  thy  foes  dispute  my  will, 
'*  Thou  shalt  for  e\  er  reign. 

3  "  Ask  and  receive  thy  full  demands, 

**  Thine  shall  the  heathen  be  ; 
*'  The  inmost  limits  of  the  lands 
*'  Shall  be  possess'd  by  tliee. 

4  "  Thy  righteous  sceptre  thou  shalt  sway, 

"  And  all  diy  foes  commaiid  ; 
**  Just  as  the  potter  breaks  the  clay, 
"  And  moulds  it  with  his  hand." 

5  Be  wise,  ye  princes,  then  ;  give  ear. 

Ye  judges  of  the  eardi ; 
Worship  the  Lord  with  holy  fear, 
Rejoice  with  awful  mirth. 

6  Approach  the  Son  with  due  respect. 

To  him  your  homage  pay  ; 
Lest  ye  persist  in  your  neglect, 

And  perish  ux  your  way. 


7  If  but  in  part  his  anger  rise, 
Who  can  endure  the  flame  ? 
Then  blest  are  they  w  hose  hope  relies 
On  his  most  holy  Name. 

Tate,  varied. 

PSALM  II.     Short  Metre.  ♦ 

The  Death,  Resurrection  and  Glory  of  Christ. 

1  Maker,  and  so v 'reign  Lord 

Of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  so  long  foretold 

By  David,  are  fulfill'd  ; 
When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join'd  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  Child. 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

And  Jews  with  one  accord 

Unite  their  counsels  to  destroy 

Th'  Anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 

To  form  a  vain  design  ; 
Against  the  Lord  they  join  their  pow'rs, 
Against  his  Christ  combine. 

5  The  Lord  derides  their  rage, 

And  will  support  his  throne  ; 
He  who  hath  raised  him  from  the  dead, 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

6  He  asks,  and  God  bestows 

A  vast  inheritance ; 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends 
His  kingdom  shall  advance. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  III.     Common  Metre.  b 

Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed. 

1  My  God,  how  many  are  my  fears ! 

Hov\'  fast  my  foes  increase ! 
Their  niimlxr,  how  it  multiplies  ! 
How  fatal  to  my  peace  ! 

2  The  lying  tempter  w  ould  p^Tsuade 

There's  no  relief  from  heav'n  ; 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 
Too  great  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou,  O  Lord,  art  my  defence, 

Oa  thee  my  hopes  rely  ; 
My  sinking  spirit  thou  vvilt  raise, 
And  lift  my  head  on  high. 

4  In  former  times  of  deep  distress 

To  God  1  made  my  pray  V ; 
He  heard  me  from  his  holy  hill  ; 
Wliy  should  I  now  despair  ? 

5  Guarded  by  him,  I  lay  me  down 

My  sweet  repose  to  take  ; 
For  1  through  him  securely  sleep. 
Through  him  in  safety  wake. 

6  Siilvation  to  die  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  save  ; 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 
And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united  and  varied. 

PSALM  IV.  ver.  6,  7.     Common  Metre.    ^  or^^ 
True  Happiness  only  in  God. 

1  When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings. 
And  wanders  uuconfm'd. 
Amidst  the  varied  scene  of  things 
Which  entertain  the  mind ; 


2  In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er, 

In  search  of  sacred  rest ; 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

3  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  flatt'ring  specious  wile  ; 
r  c^  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

4  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  our  restless  heart 

An  equal  bliss  can  find. 
'>  GrciU  Source  of  all  felicity. 

To  thee  our  \vishes  tend  ! 
Do  not  these  wishes  rise  from  thee, 

And  in  thy  favour  end  ? 
6  Thy  fa\  our,  Lord,  is  all  we  want, 

Here  u  ould  our  spirit  rest ; 
O  seal  the  rich,  the  boundless  grant. 

And  make  us  fully  blest ! 

— Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  IV.     ver.  8.     Long  Metre.         % 
An  Evening  Song. 

1  Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on. 
Thus  far  his  povv'r  prolongs  my  days, 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  wast  -, 
And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

^  And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

"»  1  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head  ; 


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PSALM  5. 


PSALM  6,  7. 


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His  ever  watchful  eye  shall  keep 
Its  constant  guard  around  my  bed. 

4  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear : 
O  mav  thy  presence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  let  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  ol  thy  heart. 

5  Thus  w  hen  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground  ; 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  the  tomb, 
With  glad  salvation  in  the  sound. 


PSALM  V.      Cnmmon  Metre.  # 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  1  address  my  pray  r, 
To  thee  direct  mme  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  l^e  tny  delight. 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thv  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  ihme  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  tear. 

4  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  wavs  of  truth  and  grace ! 
Make  evVv  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

5  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name 

Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfiU'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compass  them 
With  favour,  as  a  shield.  Watts. 


PSALM  VI.     Common  Metre.  Jj 

Prayer  in  Sickness. 

1  In  anger.  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 

But  spare  a  wretch  forlorn ; 
Correct  me  not  in  thy  fierce  wrath, 
Too  heavy  to  be  borne. 

2  Sorrow  and  pain  consume  the  day, 

I  waste  the  night  with  cries. 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass. 
Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

3  My  tortur'd  flesh  distracts  my  mind, 

And  fills  my  soul  with  grief ; 
How  long,  O  Lord,  wilt  thou  delay 
To  grant  me  thy  relief? 

4  The  gloomy  shades  of  death  cannot 

Tliy  glorious  acts  proclaim  ; 
No  prisoner  of  the  silent  grave 
Can  magnify  thy  name. 

5  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  pray, 

He  pities  all  my  groans  ; 
He  saves  me  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
And  heals  my  broken  bones. 

6  The  virtue  of  his  sov'reign  word 

Restores  my  fainting  breath  ; 
To  him  will  I  devote  that  life 
Which  he  has  sav'd  from  death. 

Tate  and  Watts  united  and  varied. 


PSALM  VII.     Common  Metre. 
Confidence  in  God. 

1  My  trust  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
My  hope  in  thee,  my  God  ; 
Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend 
From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 


^or  b 


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PSALM  8. 


2  If  malice  lurk'd  within  my  heart, 

Before  thy  piercing  eyes, 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 

3  Impartial  Judge  of  all  the  world, 

I  tmst  my  cause  to  tliee  ; 
According  to  my  righteousness 
So  let  thy  sentence  be. 

4  Let  wicked  arts  of  wicked  men 

Be  wholly  overthrown  ; 
But  guard  the  just,  O  God,  to  whom 
The  hearts  of  both  are  known. 

5  Then  will  I  all  the  righteous  ways 

Of  Providence  proclaim  ; 
I'll  sing  the  praise  of  God  most  high, 
And  celebrate  his  name. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united. 


PSALM  8. 


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PSALM  VIH.     Common  Metre.         E  or  b 
Divine  Condescension. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 

Within  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou, 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  I 

2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondVing  sight ; 
The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  sky. 
With  stars  of  feebler  light ; 

3  Lord,  what  is  man !  that  thou  sliouldst  choose 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ! 
Or  what  his  race,  that  thou  shouldst  prove 
To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ! 

4  Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train  ; 


Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  state 
O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

5  They  jointly  own  liis  powerful  sway, 

I     .  ^^'^^^  ^^^^  P'^y  or  graze  ; 
fhe  bird  that  vvihgs  its  airy  way, 
1  he  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

6  O  thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow, 
Within  diis  earthly  frame, 

Through  all  the  world,  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  IS  thy  name ! 

Tate. 

PSALM  VIIL     Long  Metre,  d 

Adam  and  Chriat,  or  the  old  and  new  Creation. 

1  Lord,  what  was  man  when  made  at  first, 
Adam   the  offspring  of  the  dust, 

1  hat  thou  shouldst  set  him  and  his  race. 
But  just  below  an  angel's  place  ? 

2  That  thou  shouldst  raise  his  nature  so, 
'    And  make  him  Lord  of  all  below 

Make  every  beast  and  bird  submit. 

And  lay  the  fishes  at  his  feet ! 
1 3  But  what  sublimer  glories  wait 

To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state  ! 

What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn. 

Who  condescended  to  be  bom  ! 
|4  See  him  below  his  angels  made  ! 

See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead ! 

1  o  s^ave  the  world  from  death  and  sin  : 

mt  he  shall  reign  with  power  divine. 
5  The  world  to  come,  redeemed  from  all 

1  he  mis'nes  diat  attend  the  fall, 

New  made  and  glorious,  shall  submit 

At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  9,  10. 


PSALM  11. 


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FSALM  IX.     ver.  10,  U.     L.  M. 
Encouragement  to  Faith. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names ; 

O  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

2  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador'd, 
Th'  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord  ; 
Through  all  tlie  world,  most  high  contess  d, 
By  him  'twas  form'd,  and  is  possess'd. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abra'm,  God  ot  Peace ; 
Now,  by  a  dearer  title  known. 
Father  md  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  every  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servant's  pray  r  ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 

'  That  he  has  sought  his  God  in  vam. 

5  What  unbelieving  lieart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name. 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread. 
For  God  will  guard  wliere  God  shall  lead. 

Doddridge. 


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PSALM  X.     Common  Metre. 
A  Prayer  for  Deliverance  from  Oppression. 

1  Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far, 
And  w  hy  conceal  his  face. 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
And  times  of  deep  distress  ? 


2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 

Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  erect  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  better  men  devour  ? 

3  Arise,  O  God  !    lift  up  thy  hand, 

Attend  our  humble  cry ; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  our  help  is  nigh. 

4  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  still  incline  thine  ear  ; 
Thou  knowest  what  thy  children  say, 
And  thou  their  voice  wilt  hear. 

5  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 

No  more  despise  the  just ; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

Watts. 


PSALM  XI.     Long  Metre,  ^ 

The  Justice  of  Divine  Providence. 

1  On  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely  ; 
Why  do  my  foes  insulting  cryj 
^'|Fly  like  a  tim'rous,  trembling  dove, 
*'And  seek  the  mountain's  lonesome  grove?" 

2  Behold  the  wicked  aim  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  ! 
If  government  be  overthrown, 

Who  then  the  injur'd  cause  will  own  ? 

3  The  Lord,  enthron'd  above  the  sky, 
On  suffering  virtue  casts  his  eye  ; 
Though  he  afflict  his  saints,  to  prove 
Their  patience,  and  to  try  their  love ; 

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PSALM  12. 


PSALM  13. 


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1 


4  Yet  lawless  iiands  and  hearts  impure, 

Sis  frowns  vindictive  will  endure  ; 
is  lightning  ^ings  its  rapid  way, 
His  thunder  fills  them  with  dismay. 

5  Where  truth  and  justice  hold  their  place, 
God  will  reveal  his  gracious  fiice  ; 
Delighted  in  the  upright  mmd 

His  own  reflected  beams  to  find. 

Merrick,  wiih  additions. 


PSALM  Xn.     Comm07i  Metre.  b 

Corruption  of  Manners. 

1  Help,  Lord  !    for  men  of  virtue  fail. 

Religion  loses  ground ; 
The  sons  of  wickedness  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break. 

Yet  act  the  flatt'rer's  part ; 
With  fair  deceitful  Itps  they  speak, 
And  with  a  double  heart. 

3  Scoffers  appear  on  everj^  side, 

Where  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'd  to  seats  of  power  and  pride. 
And  bear  the  sword  in  vain. 

4  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

And  blasphemy  grows  bold  ; 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  iound, 
And  love  is  waxen  cold  ; 

fi  Is  not  thy  chariot  hastening  on  ? 
Hast  thou  not  given  the  sign  Y 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine  ? 


6  1  hy  word,  like  silver  seven  times  try'd, 
1  nrough  ages  shall  endure  ; 
rhe  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
bhall  find  thy  promise  sure. 

Watts. 


PSALM  XIII.      Common  Metre.  ^ 

Complaint  under  Temptation. 

1  How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face  ? 

My  God,  how  long  delay  ? 
\V  hen  wilt  thou  send  thy  heavenly  rays 
To  drive  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  shall  my  distressed  soul 

Struggle  and  toil  in  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  I^e_  )*iou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield, 

My  soul  in  safety  keep  ; 
Make  haste,  liefore  ray  eyes  are  seaPd 
in  death's  eternal  sleep. 

4  How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud, 

11  1  become  his  prey. 
And  all  the  host  of  hefl  grow  proud, 
At  thy  so  long  delay  ! 

5  But  they  shall  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  Satan  hide  his  head  ; 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  w  ith  dread. 

6  Thou  wilt  display  that  sov'reign  grace 

On  which  my  hopes  have  hung ; 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  in  praise, 
And  vict'ry  shall  be  sung. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  14  15. 


PSALM  15. 


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PSALM  XIV.     Common  Metre.         b 
Universal  Depravity. 

1  Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say, 

*'  That  all  religion's  vain ; 
"There  is  no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
•'  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men.'' 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane 

Corrupt  discourse  proceeds  ; 
And  by  their  impious  hands  are  done 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  belpyv, 
To  find  the  men  that  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  He  saw  that  all  were  gone  astray, 

Their  practice  all  the  same  ; 
That  none  did  fear  his  Maker's  hand, 
Tliat  none  did  love  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  speak  deceit. 

Their  slanders  never  cease  ; 
How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace  ! 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 

In  ever\^  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  will  they  bear  diviner  fruit 
Till  grace  refine  die  ground. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XV.     Comimn  Metre.         2K  or  b 
The  Citizen  of  Zion. 

1  Lord,  who's  the  happy  nian  that  may 
To  thy  blest  courts  repair  ? 
And  whilst  he  bows  before  thv  throne, 
Shall  find  acceptance  there  ? 


2  'Tis  he,  whose  truly  honest  heart 
By  rules  of  virtue  moves ; 
\Vhose  gen'rous  tongue  disdains  to  speak 
The  thing  his  heart  disproves  : 
S  Who  never  will  a  slander  forge, 
His  neighbour's  fame  to  wound  ; 
Nor  hearken  to  a  false  report, 
By  malice  whisper'd  round  : 

4  Who  vice,  when  drest  in  pomp  and  power, 

Can  treat  with  just  neglect ; 
And  piety,  though  cloth'd  in  rags. 
Religiously  respect : 

5  Who  to  his  plighted  vows  and  trust 

Has  ever  firmly  stood  ; 
And  though  he  promise  to  his  loss, 
He  makes  his  promise  good  : 

6  Who  seeks  not  in  oppressive  ways 

His  treasure  to  employ ; 
Whom  no  reward  can  ever  bribe 
The  guiltless  to  destroy  : 

7  The  man,  who  by  his  steady  course 

Has  happiness  insur'd. 
When  earth's  foundations  shake,  shall  stand, 
iSy  rrovidence  secur'd. 


Tate. 


PSALM  XV.      Long  Metre.         2£  or  b 
The  Vinues  of  a  Christian. 

1  Who  sliall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 
Ureat  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face  ? 
The  man  who  loves  religion  now. 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below ; 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean, 
VV  hose  hps  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 


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Ill 

i 


No  siaiidtTi  dwell  upon  his  toiigue, 
He  Iiates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  He  will  not  trust  an  ill  report, 

Nor  vent  it  to  hfe  neighbour's  hurt ; 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 
But  saints  are  honoured  in  his  eyes. 

4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  stood, 
And  always  makes  his  promise  good  ; 
Nor  will  he  change  the  thing  he  swears, 
Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears. 

5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  justice  should  be  sold ; 
If  others  vex  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door. 

6  He  loves  his  enemies,  and  prays 
For  those  who  curse  him  to  his  face ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  still  the  same 
That  he  could  hope  or  wisli  from  them. 

7  Yet,  when  his  holiest  works  are  done, 
His  soul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  tlje  man  thv  lace  shall  ste^ 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 

PSALM  XVI.     First  Fart.     L.  M.         b 
Good  Works  profitable  to  Men. 

i  Preserve  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need; 
For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  flee  ; 
But  have  no  merit  there  to  plead. 
My  goodness  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confest 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am ; 
My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
Nor  add  new  glory  to  thy  name. 


PSALM  16. 


X  '       \  */  ^.'"^*  ^"  earth  may  rean 
1  hese  are  the  company  I  keep 
Iheseare  the  choicest  friends^/ k„oH, 

iogiyearehsh  to  their  wine; 

1  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth 

W  hose  ivorks  and  language  are  divine. 

— • — -— — -..«, Watts. 

PSALM  XVI.     Second  Part.     C.  M.      k 
'^'''■BlessingsofNature  and  Grace. 

/uS^f'^'i  •  *°  *'^''-  ^dols  haste, 
And  worship  wood  or  stone ;  . 

w"?^ ''^i'S''tf"J 'o' is  cast 
Where  the  true  God  is  knoivn. 

ivu  ^  JiaPPy  portion  lies  ; 
VVhere  nature's  ever  bounteous  hand 
All  human  want  supplies. 

'^  ^  Whli^'"^  """'  ?''^"  ^^^  the  Lord 
Whose  precepts  give  me  light.  ' 

And  consolation  still  afford 

in  sorrow's  dismal  night. 

4  I  sjri^  each  action  to  approve 
lo  thine  all-seemg  eye; 
No  danger  shall  my  hope  remove, 
r  or  thou  art  ever  nigh. 

*  ^mich  In'Sf  P'*'  "'■"'■^  display, 
vvhich  to  thy  presence  lead : 
"^  pleasures  dwell  withou  allay. 
And  joys  which  never  fade. 

Watts  and  Tah  yt^ti. 


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PSALM  XVI.     Third  Part.     C.  M. 
The  Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "I  Set  the  Lord  before  my  face, 

"  He  bears  my  courage  up ; 
"  My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
"  My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  "  My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  souls  departed  are ; 
"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
*'  To  see  corruption  there. 

3  "  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

*'  And  raise  me  to  thy  throne  : 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give^, 
*'.Thy  presence,  joys  unknown." 

4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord 

The  holy  David  sung ; 
And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 
Of  his  prophetic  tongue. 

5  Jesus,  whom  every  saint  adores, 

Was  crucify'd  and  slain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  restores ! 
Behold  he  lives  again  ! 

6  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heaven's  eternal  hills  ? 
There  sits  the  Son,  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles. 

Watts. 

PSALM  XVII.      Common  Metre. 
The  transforming  Vision  of  God. 

1  My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 
Afford  superior  joy, 
To  all  the  flatt'ring  world  can  give. 
Or  mortal  hopes  employ. 


PSALM  17. 


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^"'/louds  and  darkness  intervene. 
My  brightest  joys  decline ; 
.      Ajw,  earth's  gay  trifles  oft  ensnare 
1  nis  Hand 'ring  heart  of  mine. 

3  Lord,  guide  this  vvandVing  heart  to  thee : 

Unsatisfy'd  I  stray ; 

With  r'^'',-''f  ?'''^"  °f  ^"se  ^d  sin, 
vv  1th  thy  enliv'nyig  ray. 

4  O  let  thy  beams  resplendent  shine. 

And  every  cloud  remove ; 
1  ransform  my  powers,  and  fit-my  soul 
ir  or  happier  scenes  above. 

To'ijii'^  T  ^""'^'-  ™y  '^^P^'  ™y  heart, 

fe  i'''  J-  "''''?""  each  little  snare. 
Which  this  vain  world  employs. 

-^Qd,  in  the  likeness  of  i^y  God 
Ol  heaVnly  bliss  partake. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  XVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  Resurrection. 

1  Wha  t  sinners  value  I  resign  : 
rZ,\  *'s,  enough  that  thou  art  mine  • 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face,  ' 

.  ^  "^"'^  '^•'"'P'ete  in  righteousness. 

"  RmrKl ,  '•  "*. **'''"?'. ^"  empty  show  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 

w£-'°^i^  substantial  and  sincere  ; 
When  shall  I  wake  and  find  me  there ! 

^  Icl? {ri°"^ ''°"'' •'  O  '^'est abode ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  mv  God. 

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PSALM  18. 


PSALM  18. 


And  Hesli  and  sense  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul. 
4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound  ; 
Then  burst  the  chains  with  glad  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  XV  III.     First  Fart.     L.  A/.      b 

Confidence  In  divine  Protection. 

1  No  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
'  My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 

For  thou  hast  always  been  a  rock, 
A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 

2  Thou  my  delivVer  art,  my  God  ; 
My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  power  ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad 
At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tower. 

3  To  heaven  I  made  my  mournful  pra: 
To  God  addressed  my  humble  cry  . 
Who  graciously  inclin'd  his  car, 

And  heard  me  from  his  throne  on  higli. 

4  The  Lord  did  on  my  side  engage. 
From  heaven  my  righteous  cause  upheld 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  furious  roge 

Of  direat'ning  waves  that  proudly  swelPd 

5  Thou  to  the  just  shalt  justice  show, 
The  pure  thy  purity  shall  see  ; 
Such  as  per\  er>cly  choose  to  go, 
Shall  meet  with  due  returns  from  hill 

6  Who  then  deserves  to  be  ador'd 

But  God,  on  whom  my  hopes  depend  :■ 
Or  who,  except  the  mighty  Lord, 
Can  with  resistless  power  defend  ? 

Tate 


PSALM  XV  III.     Sec.  Part.     L.  M.     ^  or  ^ 
God  execuling  Judgment  on  his  Enemies. 

1  Ik c  u M B  E  N  T  on  the  bending  sky, 
1  he  Lord  descended  from  on  high, 
And  bade  the  darkness  of  the  pole 
lieneiith  his  I'eet  tremendous  roll. 

2  Thick  woven  clouds  around  him  clos'd. 
His  secret  residence  composed  ; 

And  waters,  high  suspended,  spread 
i  heir  dark  pavilion  o'er  his  head. 

3  His  vcnce  th'  Almighty  Monarch  rear'd, 

1  hro  heaven's  high  vault  in  thunder  hea^d : 
And  down  in  fiercer  conflict  came 
1  remendous  hail  and  mingled  flame. 

4  With  aim  direct,  his  shafts  were  sped, 
In  vam  his  Iocs  before  them  fled ; 
Around  his  dreadful  lightnings  stray. 
And  sure  destruction  marks  their  way. 

^  f  ^?^'^  ^'^^^^'  ^P^"  ^^  ^^^  ^ye> 
And  ocean's  springs  were  seen  to  lie 

As  the  tempestuous  fury  pass'd  ' 

And  o'er  them  rag'd  the  dreadful  blast. 

* — .  Merrick. 

PSALM  XVlll.     Third  Part      L.  M.     h 
SinccMity  prove,!,  or  the  Equity  of  Providence. 

1  Lord,  thou  Inist  seen  my  soul  sincere, 
Hast  made  thy  irutli  and  love  appear  : 
Before  my  eyes,  1  set  thy  laws, 

And  thou  hast  o«  n'd  my  rigliteous  cause. 

2  Since  I  ha\c  learnt  thy  holy  uuys, 
My  actions  have.proch.im'd  thy  praise  • 
Or  if  my  lat  did  e'er  depart, 

I  "as  nc\cT  w'nh  a  wicked  heart. 


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If 


3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest ; 
What  wars  and  strugglings  in  my  bre;ist ! 
But  through  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 
I  hope  to  conquer  ev  cry  sin. 

4  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  tlicir  reward  ; 
The  kind  and  faitliJul  souls  shall  find 
A  God  more  faith tul  and  more  kind. 

5  'I'he  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say 
God  is  more  pure  and  just  than  they  ; 
And  men  that  love  revenge  shall  know 
God  hadi  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

Watts. 

PSALM  XV HI.     Fourth  Part.     C.  M,    m 

Thanksgiving  for  Victory. 

1  To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

Tlie  triumph  of  the  day ; 
Thy  terrors.  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  strength  a^\ay. 

2  'Tis  by  tliine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  powers  ; 
By  thee  tlieir  lofty  walls  w-e  scale, 
Or  l)urn  their  proudest  towers. 

3  God  speaks  !  and  at  liis  fierce  rebuke 

Whole  armies  are  dismay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look. 
Strike  all  their  courage  dead. 

4  He  forms  our  soldiers  for  the  field, 

With  all  their  martial  skill ; 
Instructs  their  hand  the  sword  to  wield, 
And  gives  them  hearts  of  steel. 


PSALM  19. 


^^.^^'*<^^  ^"J"  Saviour  ever  lives 
His  name  be  ever  blest ;  ' 

His  powerful  arm  the  victory  gives 
And  gives  his  people  rest.  ' 

Watts. 


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a 


PSALM  XIX.     First  Part.     C.  M 
"^J^e  Voice  of  Nature  proclaiming  God. 

wil^'^f '  ?^  'H^^^^^''^  ^^'y  ^^o^y>  Lord, 

,p  WhJch  that  alone  can  fill ; 
I  he  firmament  and  stars  express 
Ificir  great  Creator's  skill. 
2  The  dawn  of  each  returning  day 
l^resii  beams  of  knowledge  brings  ; 
And  from  the  dark  returns  of  night, 
l^ivme  instruction  sprhigs. 

Their  pou  erful  language  to  no  realm 

Ur  region  IS  confin'd; 
1  IS  nature's  voice,  and  understood 

Alike  by  all  mankind. 

4  Their  doctrine  docs  its  sacred  sense 

iv'u  "*'' u^^  f'^'"^^''^  ^^^tent  display, 
\V  hose  bright  contents  the  circling  sun 
Uoes  round  the  ^voiid  convey. 

'^  No  bridegroom,  on  his  nuptial  day 
Has  such  a  cheerful  face  ; 
Mo  giant  does  like  him  rejoice 
1  o  run  his  glorious  race. 

5  From  east  to  west,  from  ivest  to  east 
Ills  restless  course  he  goes ; 

And  \'ital  warmth  bestows. 

•-  Tate. 


SL 


PSAT.M  19. 


PSALM  19. 


PSALM  XIX.     Sec.  Part.     C.  M     ^  or  b 
The  Excellency  of  Scripture. 

1  God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul, 

Reclaims  from  false  desires  ; 
With  sacred  wisdom  his  sure  word 
The  ignorant  inspires. 

2  The  statutes  of  the  Lord  are  just, 

And  bring  sincere  delight ; 
His  pure  commands  in  search  of  truth 
Assist  the  feeblest  sight. 

His  perfect  worship  here  is  fix'd. 

On  sure  foundations  laid  ; 
His  eciual  laws  are  in  the  scales 

Of  truth  and  justice  weighVl. 

4  Of  more  esteem  than  golden  mine<. 

Or  gold  refin'd  with  skill ; 
More  sweet  than  honey,  or  tlic  drop^ 
Which  from  the  comb  distil. 

5  My  trusty  counsellors  they  arc. 

And  friendly  warning  give  ; 

Divine  rewards  'Mend  on  thost 

Who  by  thy  precepts  live. 

6  But  what  frail  man  observes  how  oft 

He  does  from  virtue  fall  ? 
O  cleanse  me  from  my  secret  frailts. 
Thou  God,  who  know'st  them  alL 

Tate. 


PSALM  XIX.     Long  Metre. 
Nature  and  Scripture  compared. 

1  The  heavens  declare  thy  gloos  Lord, 
In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  rad  thy  name  in  fairer  lines, 


2  1  he  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  power  confess  ; 
l^ut  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 

Ke veals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thv  praise 

4n  "^^K^^.^^^  ^^^^^«k  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
^o  when  thy  truth  began  its  race. 
It  touch \1  and  glanc'd  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

.{,!    ™gl;  the  world  thy  truth  has  run  : 
J  111  Christ  hath  all  the  nations  blest 
1  hat  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sunof  righteousness,  arise; 

li  ess  the  dark  w  orld  with  heavenly  light ; 
,f  hy  gospel  makes  the  simple  w  ise, 
1  hy  la^vs  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 
t)  1  hy  noblest  wonders  here  wc  view 
In  souls  renew 'd  and  sins  forgiven  ; ' 
i^ord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew. 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven 


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Watts. 


i^SALM  XIX.     Six  Line  L.  M,       ^ 

^  SccluZ S'''''  /^^ ^'^?T^^'^^  ^^'^^^^ ^^d^'^'d frame 
Ucclaies  the  glory  of  thy  name ; 

Were  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine  ; 
A  thousand  starrj^  beauties  there, 
A  tliousand  radiant  marks  appear 
Ul  boundless  power  and  skill  divine. 
2  ^  rom  night  to  day  from  day  to  night, 
1  lie  dawning  and  the  dying  light 
wM?^^"/^^  of  heavenly  wisdom  read ; 
With  silent  eloquence,  they  raise 
Our  thouglits  to  our  Creator's  praise, 
-uia  neither  sound  nor  language  need. 


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3  Yet  their  divine  instructions  run 
Far  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun, 

And  every  nation  knows  their  voice ; 
Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  publishes  his  Maker,  God, 

Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rcjoicr. 

4  Rut  wlicn  we  read  thy  w  ritten  word, 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford  ! 

These  are  our  study  and  delight : 
Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  past, 

Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 

5  From  the  discov'ries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  lile  we  draw  ; 

But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel.  Lord, 
Which  makes  our  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  our  soul,  subdues  our  sin. 

And  gives  a  free  but  large  reward. 

6  Who  knows  the  errors  of  bis  thoughts ! 
Forgive,  O  Lord,  our  secret  faults. 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  : 
Accept  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
That  we  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

Wattj. 


PSALM   XIX.     Short  Metre.  M. 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning-. 

1  Behold,  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way,    ' 
His  beams  through  all  tlie  nations  run. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  w^here  tlie  gospel  come^ 

It  spreads  divuier  light ; 


PSALM  20. 


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It  calls  deiwl  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
.    And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  X\e  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

0  may  1  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven  ! 

1  hear  thy  word  with  love ; 

0  help  me  to  obey ! 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  abo\'e, 
To  guide  me,  lest  I  stray. 
6  Whilst  with  my  heart  and  tongue 

1  spread  thy  praise  abroad  ; 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 


5 


Watts. 


PSALM  XX.     Long  Metre. 
For  a  Day  of  Prayer  in  War. 

1  Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
Attend  his  humble  people's  cry ; 
Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 

And  sends  deli v 'ranee  from  on  liigh. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  w  alls  ; 
He  from  his^sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls- 
Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
Ills  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice 
Of  humbie  groans  and  broken  hearts. 


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PSALM  21. 


reALM  22. 


4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope, 

And  in  the  name  of  Goci,  the  Lord, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  tlieir  banners  up, 
Our  ships  shall  spread  their  ilags  abroad 

5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  v\  ar, 
And  s(jme  of  cliariots  make  their  baist ; 
Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heavenly  host. 

6  Save  us,  O  Lord,  from  guilty  fear. 
And  let  our  hoixrs  be  firm  and  strong ; 
Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 

And  joy  and  triumph  raise  die  song. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XXI.     Long  Metre. 


M 


The  ExaltatioD  of  Christ. 

1  David  rejoic'd  in  God  his  strength, 
Rais'd  to  the  throne  l)y  special  grace  ; 
But  Christ  tlie  Son  appears  at  length. 
Fulfils  the  triumph  and  the  praise. 

2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy 
In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand  ! 

Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  higlu 
And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodness  grants  whatever  he  will. 
Nor  doth  the  least  request  withhold  ; 
Blessings  of  love  pre\'ent  him  stil , 
And  crowns  of  glor>',  not  ot  gold. 

4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 
Around  his  sacred  temples  shine  ; 
Blest  with  the  favour  ot  thy  face, 
And  kngtli  of  everlasting  days. 


I 


PSA LM  XXII.     First  Part.     C.  M.    ~ 
'•  XT^''"  ^""""'"f'  »"''  Glory  of  Christ. 

'^Ml'r^'"^"'"'  Of  deep  distress, 
"  \vr^  u'  support  thy  SON, 
VV  hen  horrors  dark  my  soul  oppress 
O  leave  me  not  alone  !»         ^^      ' 

"     te^"^  .our  suffring  Saviour  pray, 

C^^  "V^i'^y  ^'^s  ^"d  tears ;       ^ ' 

An^^K^*  ^,""  '"  V^^t  dreadful  day. 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

>  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death. 
His  throne  exalted  stands  ; 

<i  "n  }^^  "^'^'O"**  of  the  earth 
snail  bow  to  his  commands. 

"'  '^'p1!'"c''°"^  offspring  shall  reward 
"  T     I.  ^flour's  dying  groans  ; 
1  ca  1  them  "  saith  the  glorious  Lord 
My  daughters  and  my  sons."       "^' 

HkTnS  ^'^d,'?"'"ble  souls  shall  see 
IJjs  table  richly  spread  • 
.  \m  all  that  seek  the  Lord,  shall  be 
VVithjoys  immortal  fed. 

,,— — ; Watts,  varied. 

tsALM  XXII.     Second  Part.    L.  M.        k 
Clirisfs  Deatli  and  Resurrection. 

-Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
1  lie  dying  sorrous  of  our  Lord, 

Mkc  one  forsaken  of  his  God 

Si  fh" ',  ¥'?W  him  thus  forlorn, 

^- He  rcsea'd'™'h''''t'  =^"1  '''"^'^'d  i"  scorn; 
•  Vn,v  N.  k-  °**^'"^,  ^'°'"  *'ic  grave. 
Now  let  b,m  tr>^  himself  to  sav^^. 


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36  PSALM  22. 

"  God  was  his  father  and  "'s  Inena , 
"  If  God  the  blessed  lov  d  him  so, 
"  Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  now  ? 

4  O  harden'd  people !  c^™^l  P™  beasts  \ 
How  they  stood  round  like  savage  uta» 

Like  lions  gaping  to  fy°f>,-         .„  \ 

>\^hcn  Ciod  had  put  1]»V.'V^";  PhUfeet  \ 

5  Thev  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  leet. ! 
Tin  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet , 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide. 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  wliich  he  dy  u. 
fi  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Ss'd  from  'he  dead,  he  reigns  on  high , 
'K  nations  learn  his  righteousness. 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace.^^^^^^ 


PSALM  23. 


PSALM  XXU.    Third  Part.     C.  M.        »  or  b 
Obedience  to  God  due  from  all  Men. 

1  Let  all  the  various  tribes  of  men 
To  God  their  homage  pa>. 
And  distant  nations  of  the  cartn. 
Oiie  sovereign  Lord  oDcy. 
■■>  'Tis  his  prerogative  supreme 
O'er  subject  kings  to  reign  ; 
'Tis  iust  Uiat  he  should  rule  the  woilo, 
Who  does  the  world  sustain. 

3  The  rich,  vvhom  he  jv^^^  p!!'"^^  f"^"' 

His  goodness  shall  contess. 
The  sons  of  want,  whom  he  relieves. 
Their  bounteous  patron  bless. 

4  With  humble  confidence  to  God 

Let  all  for  aid  repair  ; 


For  he  ,vhp  Hrst  their  beings  gave. 
Will  make  ttieni  still  his  care. 

IvJrV.  "i'^^"  ^"  of  human  birth, 
Ucvoted  to  his  name,  ' 

^hall  to  their  heirs,  his  sacred  truth 
And  glorious  acts  proclaim. 

Tate  varied. 


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PSALM  XXm.     Common  Mire. 
Cod's  tender  Care  of  his  People. 

K^ni!r°  M  ^'"^'^^^'  ^'^^  ""Shty  Lord, 
Is  pleas'd  to  be  my  guide  ; 

Mv  .'''T'^  by  u  hose  constant  care 
My  wants  are  all  supply'd. 

-  In  tender  grass  he  makes  me  feed 

Ti       ,  SS"''y  there  repose  ; 

^  \i'^\'^y^^^^dYms  feet  reclaim, 
And,  to  his  endless  praise, 
Instriict  with  humble  zeal  to  walk 
in  his  most  righteous  ways. 
4  I'll  pass  the  gloomy  vale  of  death, 

F^r\T  '?'•'■  '''P^  ^""''St-r  fhee  ; 
J*  or  there  his  aiding  rod  and  staff 
iJelend  and  comfort  me. 

^  ^^H '^  J''^''"*''  ^'^^  unceasing  care. 
He  does  my  table  spread  ; 

VvE?  ""^  """^  '^V''  cheerful  wine. 
With  oil  anoints  my  head. 

fhrS^^S'*'  '•'l'?'''^  ^^'""^^°"^  love 
1  nrough  all  my  life  extend, 

Ihdt  life  to  him  I  will  devote, 

And  m  his  temple  spend. 

.  Tate. 


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PSALM  23. 


FSALM  XXHI.     Short  Metre.  SL 

God's  tender  Care  of  his  People. 

1  The  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

I  shall  be  well  supply 'd  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1^  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heav'nly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  dodi  my  soul  reclaim  ; 
And  guides  me  hi  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  Whilst  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  lear  ;  ^V^i\ 

Tho'  I  should  walk  through  death  s  darkj 
My  God  is  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes, 

He  does  my  table  spread  ; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  his  love 

Shall  crown  my  future  days  ; 

Mor  from  his  house  will  I  remove, 

Nor  cease  to  speak  his  praise. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XXin.     Six  Line  Long  Metre. 
God  our  Shepherd. 

1  The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye. 


1 


PSALM  24. 


3 


My  noon-day  walks  he  shall  attend, 
Aiid  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 
2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Ur  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant  ; 
1  o  fertile  vales,  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary  wandering  steps  he  leads ; 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amidst  the  verdant  landscapes  flow. 
Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
1  hrough  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 
His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile, 
1  he  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
VV  ith  lively  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 

^  XrT^*^  "^  *^  P^^*^^  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread. 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
,V?^  ^J??"'  ^  Lord,  art  with  me  still ; 
1  hy  friendly  staff'  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dismal  shade. 

— — Addison. 


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2S^ 


PSALM  XXIV.      Common  Metre. 
The  Man  whom  God  approves. 

1  Th  I  s  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
1  he  Lord's  her  fulness  is  ; 
I  he  world,  and  they  who  dwell  therein, 
iSy  sovereign  right  are  his. 

^  ^S/*.^'d  ^^^  ^'^^^^  ^^^  spread  the  seas, 
With  all  which  tliey  contain  ; 
1  hen  man  in  his  own  image  form'd. 
O'er  all  these  works  to  reign.   * 

3  But  for  himself,  this  Lord  of  all 
One  chosen  seat  design'd  : 


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PSALM  24. 


O  who  sIkUI  to  that  sacred  hill 
Desir'd  admittance  find  < 

4  The  maji  whose  hands  and  heart  are  pure, 

Whose  thoughts  from  pride  are  tree  ; 
Who  honest  poverty  prekrs 
To  gainful  perjury. 

5  This  is  tlie  man  on  w  horn  the  Lord 

Shall  shower  his  blessings  dou  n  ;     ^ 
Whom  God  his  Saviour  shall  be  picas  d 
With  righteousness  to  crown. 

6  Such  is  the  character  of  tliose 

Who  seek  the  iace  ot  Liod  ;   ^ 
Whose  happy  feet  shall  stand  within 
The  place  of  his  abode.      ^^^^^^^ 

PSALM  XXIV.     Lomg  Metre.  M 

Heaven  the  Residence  of  Salots,  and  the  Ascension  of 

Cbnst. 

1  This  spacious  eimh  is  all  the  Lord's, 
And  men  and  worms  and  beasts  and  birds  ; 
He  raisM  the  building  on  the  seas, 

And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky ; 
Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode. 
And  dwell  so  near  his  Maker,  God  ? 

3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  sin. 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean. 
Him  shall  the  Lord,  the  Siiviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race 
Who  seek  the  God  of  Jacob  s  face  ; 
These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight. 
And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 


PSALM  25. 


K^JO»ce»yc  shining  worlds  on  high. 
Behold  the  King  of  glory^  nigh  ! 
Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be  ? 
1  he  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 

6  Ye  heay'nly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 
1  o  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  way  ; 
jLaden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 

^  1  he  ConqVor  comes,  with  God  to  dwell. 

/  Kais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 
He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 
1  o  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode 
VV  ith  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

— — . — _^_»__ Wattis. 

FSALM  XXV.     Short  Metre.  5 

Seeking^  Divine  Forgiveness  and  Direction. 

My  trust  is  in  his  name  ; 
And  they  whose  hope  on  him  relies, 
bhall  never  suffer  shame. 
2  From  the  first  dawning  light 
1 1 1  the  dark  evening's  shade, 
I  or  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  waitl 
And  ask  thy  heav'nly  aid. 
>  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
Aiid  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 
t  orgive  the  sins  of  riper  age, 
And  follies  of  my  youth. 
i  Thro'  all  the  ways  of  God, 
Both  truth  and  mercy  shine, 
1  o  those  who  with  religious  hearts 
1  o  his  blest  will  incline. 

^  ^vxJl^^.^"  ^^f^^^  guides 
Who  his  direction  seek, 
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PSALM  26. 


PSALxM  27. 


And  in  his  sacred  paths  will  lead 
The  humble  and  the  meek. 

6  For  thy  own  goodness'  sake, 

Save  thou  my  soul  from  shame ; 
And  pardon  all  my  sins,  though  great, 
Thro'  my  Redeemer's  name.  , 

Tate  and  Watts  anited  and  varied. 


PSALM  XXVI.     Long  Metre.  0 

Self  Examination. 

1  Judge  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways. 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart ; 
My  fiiith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 

Nor  from  thy  word  my  feet  depart. 

2  I  hate  to  w^alk,  I  hate  to  sit 
With  men  of  vanity  and  lies ; 
The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 
In  my  esteem  shall  never  rise. 

3  In  innocence  PU  wash  my  hands. 
From  pride  and  guilt  and  folly  clear  ;. 
Then  at  thy  sacred  altar  stand. 
And  hope  to  find  acceptance  there. 

4  I  love  thy  habitation.  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thy  honours  dwell ; 
There  shall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 

5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood ; 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  past 
Among  the  saints,  and  near  my  God,    . 

Watts  vane* 


1 


PSALM  XXVII.     Common  Metre.      .«  or  b 
The  Church  is  our  Safely  and  Delight. 

A^i"^^^  of  glory  is  my  light. 
And  my  salvation  too ; 

vvnat  mortal  flesh  can  do. 

2  Une  privilege  my  heart  desires: 
U  grant  me  an  abode 

iZV^^  ^hurches  of  thy  saints, 
.  ^/^^e  temples  of  my  God! 

^  There  shall  I  offtr  my  requests, 
QK  il'u  ^  l^y  S^O'T  still  ] 
^hall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  learn  thy  holy  will. 
4  When  troubles  rise  and  storms  appear, 
1  here  may  his  children  hide  : 
Gocl  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 
We  makes  my  soul  abide. 

I  S  J"'"1'  ^^  ^^"^^^d'  "^^r  and  dear, 
,  ,^5?^e  me  to  want  or  die,  ' 

aS'^mI'^"'''  "'f  ^^  "^y  "^^  Ws  care, 
And  ail  my  need  supply. 

6  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 
And  keep  your  courage  up ;  ' 

A  IhT  ^?"''  ^^''''}  "^^^^  it  faints. 
And  elevate  your  hope. 

— . Watts. 

PSALM  XXVII.     Long  .^^  ~ 

I,  ™,  ■''''«  Safety  of  trusting  in  God. 

Wh^t  tf'''  "^  ^^^'°"'''  «  my  light, 

vv  niiit  (jod,  my  strength,  my  life  is  near 
What  mortal  shaU  alarm  iy  fear  I  ' 


M,  PSALM   28.  

2  When  num'rous  hosts  besiege  me  round, 
My  courage  shall  maintain  its  ground  ; 
Tho'  war  should  rise  in  dread  array, 
God  is  my  strength,  my  hope,  my  sUiy. 

3  This  only  bliss  my  heart  desires, 
To  this  my  ardent  wish  aspires, 

In  God's  own  house  to  spend  my  days, 
To  hear  his  word  and  speak  his.  praise. 

4  When  troubles  rise,  my  guardian  God 
Will  hide  me  safe  in  his  abode : 
Firm  as  a  rock  my  hope  shall  stand, 
Sustained  by  his  almighty  hand. 

5  Should  everv  earthly  friend  depart, 
Should  lo\  c  forsake  a  parent's  heart ; 
The  God  on  whom  my  hopes  depend. 
Will  be  my  father  and  my  iriend. 

6  Ye  humble  souls,  in  every  strait 

On  God  w  ith  faith  and  patience  wait ; 
His  hand  shall  life  and  strength  aftord ; 
Wait,  therefore,  ever  on  the  Lord. 

Mns.  Steele 


PSALM  29. 


PSALM   XXVlll.      Common  Meirc. 
The  humble  Suppliant  trusting  in  God 

1  O  Lord,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cr^'. 

In  sighs  consume  my  breath  ; 
Hciir  me,  O  Lord,  or  1  sliall  l^e 
Like  those  w  lio  sleep  in  death. 

2  Regard  my  supplication,  Lord, 

The  cries  that  I  repeat, 
With  weeping  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
Before  tliy  mercy  seat. 

3  If  wicked  men  thy  work^  despise, 

Nor  will  ihy  grace  adore, 


b 


Thy  justice  shall  avenge  the  cause, 
And  build  them  up  no  more. 

4  But  I,  with  gratitude  inspir'd, 
1  hy  praises  will  resound ; 

l^rom  whom,  the  cries  of  my  distress 
^  gracious  answer  found. 

5  As  thou  hast  fill'd  my  heart  with  joy. 
.p.  ^  'sjust  that  I  should  raise 
1  he  cheerful  tribute  of  my  thanks, 

And  celebrate  thy  praise. 

6  Preserve  thy  people,  Lord,  and  deign 
Thy  heritage  to  bless ;  ^ 

Whhu"^  '''^^  P>"^3^  ^"d  with  peace, 
With  honour  and  success. 

-—«.»«_ Tate  varied. 

PSALM  XXIX.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

The  Majesty  of  God  in  Tnunder. 

1  Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
Ui vc  to  the  Lord  renown  and  power : 
Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name. 
And  Ins  eternal  might  adore. 

'  n^'  ^"""^  proclaims  his  power  aloud 
U  tr  the  vast  ocean,  and  the  land ; 
His  voice  dissolves  the  wat'ry  cloud. 
And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command. 

'  W-.u"  ''^^'■""^  '^^^'^n  Jn  thunder  speaks, 
U;  ith  majesty  and  terror  crown'd 

His  voice  the  stately  cedar  breaks' 
And  tiirovvs  its  scatter'd  limbs  around. 
His  voice  divides  the  flames  of  fire. 

tS  t}"^.  ^^''''^^  of  lightning  sends ; 
J  he  mountam  trembles  at  his  ire, 
1  he  lofty  forest  lowly  bends. 


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PSALM  30. 


46 

•i  His  liKhtning  rends  the  firmest  rock, 
And  pkrces  deep  the  solid  ground  ; 
The  hinds  affrighted  fe-l  the  shock, 
And  shudder  at  the  awful  sound. 

6  The  Lord  sits  sovereign  o"  the  flood, 
The  Thund'rer  reigns  1°^^^"  ^'"S  , 
But  makes  his  church  h«  W^^.^^^*'' 
Where  we  his  praise  securely  sing. 

7  In  gender  language,  here  the  Lord 

^  The  counsels  of  his  giacc  imparts  ; 
Amidst  the  raging  s^orm,  his  word 
^np-iks  neacc  and  comiort  to  9ur  hearts. 

&peaKS  P*^''^';^^^s  j„d  Tate  united  and  vaned. 

at 


PSALM  30. 


■  PSALM  XXX.     Common  Metre. 

Prayer  heard. 

1  Bekeath  my  God's  protecting  arm, 

How  did  my  soul  rejoice ! 
And  fondly  hop'd  no  future  harm 
Would  interrupt  my  joys. 

2  Lord.  't«'?s.  *>;.^^\°'|S,5;^!J  ""^  '      ' 

Tlln^t^ublef  fiird  my  anxious  breast, 
And  pain'd  my  soul  anexv. 

3  Again  to  thee,  O  Spacious  God, 

I  rais'd  my  mournful  cjts 
To  thee  1  spread  my  woes  abroad. 
With  supplicating  cries. 

4  What  glory  can  my  death  fttwd, 

In  the  dark  grave  confin  d  :- 
Shall  senseless  dust  adore  the  Lord, 
Or  caU  thy  truth  to  mmd  ? 

5  Hear,  O  my  God,  in  mercy  hear, 

Attend  my  plaintive  cry  : 


^e  thou,  my  gracious  Helper,  near, 
And  bid  my  sorrows  fly. 

6  Again  I  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
_  New  joys  exulting  bound ; 
My  robes  of  mourning  I  resign, 

And  gladness  girds  me  round. 

7  Then  let  my  utmost  glory  be 

To  raise  thy  honours  high  ; 
Nor  let  my  gratitude  to  thee 
In  guilty  silence  die. 

8  'I'o  thee,  my  gracious  God,  I  raise 

My  thankful  heart  and  tongue  ; 
if  thy  goodness  and  thy  praise 
My  everlasting  song ! 


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Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  XXX.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright 
And  I  presiim'd  twonid  ne'er  be  night ; 
Fondly  I  said  uithin  my  heart, 
Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 

^  \\?l'  V^^S^\  ^^^^"^  ^^^  was  strong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  stand  so  lonff  : 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide,  ^  ' 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comfort  dy'd. 

3  Corrected  by  a  FaUicr*s  rod, 
h  i^ry^d  ajoud  to  thee,  my  God  ; 
„  j^  laid  m  dust,  can  I  declare 
^^  ihy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there  ? 

«  r^^"".^'  ^  ^?^  of  grace,-  I  said. 

And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead  ;" 
1  hy  word  rebuk'd  die  pains  I  felt, 
i  ny  pard'nmg  lo\^t  removed  my  guilt. 


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PSALM  3L 


5  My  sad  complaints  in  praises  end, 
And  tears  of  gratitude  descend  ; 

I  throw  mv  sackcloth  on  the  ground. 
And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame,     , 
Thy  power  and  goodness  shall  proclaim  ; 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  thro'  earth  &  heav  n, 
For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  XXXL     Common  Metre. 
Relief  from  Distress. 

1  Come,  O  ve  saints,  your  voices  raise 

To  Gcxl  in  grateful  songs  ; 
And  let  the  mem'ry  of  his  grace 
Inspire  your  hearts  and  tongues. 

2  His  frown  what  mortal  can  sustain  ? 

But  soon  his  anger  dies ; 
His  life.restoring  smile  again 
Returns,  and  sorrow  flies. 

3  Her  deepest  gloom,  when  sorrow  spreads, 

And  light  and  hope  depart, 

His  face  celestial  morning  sheds, 

And  joy  revives  the  heart. 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  oppressed  with  grief, 

I  breath'd  my  humble  cry  ; 
Thy  mercy  brought  divme  reliei, 
'    And  wip'd  my  weeping  eye. 

5  Thy  mercy  chas'd  the  shades  of  death, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave  ; 
O  may  thy  praise  employ  that  breath 
Which  mercy  deigns  to  save  ! 

Mrs.  SxEBLi. 


PSALM  XXXI.      Long  Metre,     2K  or  b 
Confidence  in  God. 

'  hun^  '"  %■  ^'''f'  ^^y  S'orious  name, 
I  place  my  hope,  my  only  trust ; 

Th'n,,'^? .    ™  '*?'"™'''  S"ilt  and  shame, 
1  iiou  ever  gracious,  ever  just. 

^  rt'f  T  "'^'  ^"^^^  ^^y  "ame  alone 
n  r^,^   r!^^  '^^^^"^  '"y  hopes  retreat ; 

I  o  salety  guide  my  wandVing  feet. 

^  Z°  *''^  M""!  '"''"■5^'  »"  gracious  Lord. 
My  soul  I  cheerfully  resign  ; 

m  haviour  God,  I  trust  thy  word 
t  or  truth,  immortal  truth,  is  thine.' 

'^  Wh^.^f^n'"' '™'"''-''  ^  ''-''^^  their  ways, 
VV  ho  folloxy  vanity  and  lies  ; 
Jiut  to  the  Lord  my  hopes  I  raise 
And  trust  Ivs  power  who  built  the  skies 

'  ImiflP^'i'"^'^'  •'''"';'•  9  bounteous  Lord  * 
Inimensely  great,  divinely  free 

WhiV  "".u"^"^'^  f"""  their  reivard, 
Who  fear  thy  name,  and  trust  in  tlie ' 

'■'  Blest  be  the  Lord,  forever  blest 
VVhose  mercy  bids  my  fear  remove  • 
The  sacred  walls,  which  guard  my  rek 
Are  his  almighty  pow'r  and  love.  ' 

Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  his  face 
k^^^'^i  ''^"rage  fill  your  heart 7 
?TJ"  *^.^^°^d'  3'Td  trust  his  grace 
And  he  will  heav'nly  strength  im^ 

Mra.  Stbcle, 
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PSALM  32. 


PSALM   XXXn.     Long  Metre.  b 

The  Marks  of  true  Repentance. 

1  He's  blest  whose  sins  have  pardon  gain'd, 
No  more  in  judgment  to  appear  ;  ^ 
Whose  giiilt  remission  has  obtain  a, 
And  whose  repentance  is  sincere. 

2  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  arc  free  ; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  car, 
With  deep  repentance  \yell  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere.^ 

3  Whilst  I  kept  silence,  and  conceal' d 
My  load  of  guilt  within  my  heart,        ^ 
What  torment  did  my  conscience  led  . 
What  agony  of  inward  smart ! 

4  Hea\T  on  me  thy  hand  remain'd, 
By  dav  and  night  alike  distress  d  ; 
Till  quite  of  vital  moisture  drain  d, 
Like  land  with  summer  drought  oppress  d 

5  No  sooner  I  my  wound  disclos'd, 
The  guilt  that  tortur'd  me  within, 
But  diy  forgiveness  mterpos  d,       , 
And  mercy's  healing  biJm  pour  d  m. 

6  For  this  display  of  sov'reign  grace. 
In  my  distress  so  freely  giy  n, 
Each  humble  soul  will  seek  thy  face, 
And  find  his  way  to  peace  and  heav  n 

Tate  and  Watts  united  and  varieoj 

PSALM  XXXU.     Short  Metre. 
Confession  and  Pardon. 

1  O  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 
Whose  sins  are  cover'd  o'er, 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord, 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more  ! 


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PSALM  33. 


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2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 
And  keep  their  hearts  with  care  ; 
1  neir  ips  and  lives,  without  deceit^ 
Muill  prove  their  laith  sincere. 
I J  When  I  conceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  lelt  the  festVing  wound  ; 
nut  1  confess'd  my  sin  to  thee^ 
And  ready  pardon  found. 
1 4  Let  sinners  learn  to  pray. 

Let  Siiints  keep  near  the  throne  • 
Uiir  help,  in  time  of  deep  distress ' 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XXXm.     Common  Metre. 
The  Works  of  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 
1  he  work  belongs  to  you  ; 
biiig  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 

How  holy,just,  and  true! 
His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim ; 
Wis  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Keveal  his  wondrous  name. 
f  ^i^^visdom  and  almighty  word 
I       1  he  Iieav'niy  orbits  spread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
1  neir  shining  hosts  were  made. 

He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
1  o  their  appointed  deep  ; 

A   ?V'^^  ^'^^  ^^^"'  '™its  know. 
And  their  own  station  keep. 

Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 
With  fear  before  him  stand  ; 


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He  si)oke,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 
6  He  sconis  tlic  angry  nations'  rage, 
And  breaks  tlieir  vain  designs  ; 

His  counsel  stands  thro'  every  age, 
And  in  liiU  glar>^  shines. 


PSALM  34. 


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FSALM    XXXIII.     .Six-  Line  L.  M.        M 
Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  Happy  the  rvation,  where  the  Lord 
Revaiis  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

And  buikls  his  church,  his  earthly  dirone  ; 
His  eye  the  heathen  nvorld  surveys. 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 

But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength,  tlie  warrior  boast ; 

In  vain  tliey  boast,  in  vain  rely  : 
In  vain  tliey  trust  the  brutal  force, 
Or  speed,  or  courage  of  the  horse, 

To  guaid  his  rider,  or  to  fly. 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  secure  defence  afford, 

When  death  and  danger  threat'ning  stand 
Thy  watchful  eye  preserves  the  just. 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 

When  wars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 

4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou,  our  Physician,  thou,  our  Shield, 

Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne  ; 
We  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  s]iinc, 
Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 

Watts 


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PSALM  XXXIV.     First  Fart.     C.  M. 
Encouragement  to  trust  and  love  God. 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy. 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 

My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliv'rance  I  will  boast. 

Till  all  who  are  distressed, 
l^rom  my  example  comfort  take. 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just : 
Protection  he  affords  to  all 
Who  make  his  name  their  trust. 

4  O  make  but  trial  of  his  love ! 

Experience  will  decide, 

tin'^^^'^^  are  they,  and  only  they 
Who  m  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear ; 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight. 
Your  wants  shall  be  his  care. 

6  milst  hungry  lions  lack  their  prey, 

I  he  Lord  will  food  provide 
For  such  as  put  their  trust  in  him, 
And  see  their  wants  supply'd. 

Tate. 

PSALM  XXXiV.     Second  Part.     C.  M.      b 
The  Way  of  Holiness  and  its  Reward. 

1  Approach,  ye  piously  dispos'd, 
And  my  instruction  hear  ; 
1 11  teach  you  the  true  discipline 
Of  God's  religious  fear. 

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2  Let  him  who  length  of  life-  desires, 

And  prospVous  days  \v  ould  see, 
From  slandVing  language  keep  his  tongue. 
His  lips  from  falsehood  free  : 

3  The  crooked  paths  of  vice  decline. 

And  virtue's  ways  pursue  ; 
Establish  peace  \vhere  *tis  l)egun, 
And  whiere  'tis  lost,  renew. 

4  The  Lord  from  hca^'^  beholds  tlicjusi 

With  ilivoural)lc  t>  cs  ; 
And  when  distress'd,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  their  cries. 

5  Del iv Vance  to  Ins  saints  he  gives, 

Wlien  his  relief  they  crave  ; 
He's  nigh  to  heal  tlie  broken  heart. 
The  contrite  spirit  save. 

Tail 

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PSALM  XXW.  ver.  12,  13,  U.  CM.       b 
Love  to  Enemies. 

1  Behold  the  love,  the  genVous  love, 

Which  holy  David  show  s  ! 
Hark,  how  his  tender  pity  moves 
To  his  afflicted  foe.^  I 

2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complainS; 

And  seems  to  feel  the  smart ; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 
And  melts  his  pious  heart. 

3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

Ajs  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
Ani  fasting,  mortify 'd  his  soul, 
Whilst  for  their  life  he  pray'd  ! 


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1  he  righteous  God  returns. 

'ffeh  '^^E  ofheav'nly  grace  ! 
White  ^""^^  ^^^  ^°'"d  appears ; 

And  pities  them  with  teirs.        ^   "  ^ 
151CSS  d  and  belov'd  of  God 
ancd  his  own  precious  blood. 

_______  VVatts. 

"SaLM  XXXVI      ri7I7~u      '■ 7 — ^ ^— 

Th.  P    r  First  Versi.     L.  M.    M. 

1  lie  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God 

'rf"\  '"f^'J''  Lo''d,  my  only  hone 
,|  lie  Jiiffhest  orb  of  heav'n  tfanscends  • 
i  ly  sacred  truth's  unmeasur^  scope' 
Abo,-e  tlie  spratding  skies  extends?'' 

UnL-T*' M  ".''^  ^^  'ii"s  "-emains. 
Thyt!nrl'^'^'t  thy  judgment^  arc  ; 
T  ,-  ,^  h^?''^"''^  •*''*=  .^^"'■'d  sustains, 
.  y.""-  "'lo''^  creation  is  thy  care. 

'  Wil'h  ?Ju^7  ^°°^""^  «"  partake, 
Thv  .hi  •''^'"'■^"'^'-'  ?''«"'d  the  just 

Ad  sSs  In^,,"'"^'*  *^^'^  rcfuge  make, 
^  ilia  saints  to  thy  protection  trust ! 

Totmmflf  ^^1^"  thy  courts  be  Jed, 
AnrI  hI-^/^*  °V^y  '«^e's  repast ; 

OHov^  SV'I^??  ^^^  f°"ntain  head, 
ui  joy  s  that  shall  for  ever  last. 

ri!^"  '^^*Y  «^'"ts  thy  favour  irain 
To  upright  hearts  thy  truth  disS'; 


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PSALM  36. 


PSALM  37. 


57 


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With  thee,  the  springs  of  life  remain, 
Tliy  presence  is  eternal  day. 


Tate. 


PSALM  XXXVK    Sec.  Versi.     L.  M,      ^ 
The  Divine  Being  and  Perfections. 

1  High  in  the  heav'ns, eternal  God, 
Thv  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shiiU  break  thro'  evVy  cloud, 
Which  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep ; 
W^isc  arc  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thv  providence  is  kind  and  large. 
Both  men  and  Ix^ists  thy  bounty  share ; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 

But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  O  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs! 
The  sons  of  Adam,  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house 
We  shall  be  fed  with  rich  repast ; 

J  here  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
nd  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 

6  Life,  like  a  fountain  full  and  free, 
Springs  from  the  presence  of  the  Lord  i 
And  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

Watts, 


PSALM  XXXVII.     First  Part.     C.  M 
The  Cure  ofEnvy  and  Unbelief. 

To^'^Th^'  'T  r^  ^^^^'  ^^^d  fret 
1  o  see  the  wicked  rise  ? 

Ur  envy  sinners  vyaxing  great, 
ny  violence  and  lies  ? 

2  As  flow'ry  grass,  cut  down  at  noon 

Before  the  evening  fades,  ' 

So  shall  their  glory  vanish  soon. 
In  everlasting  shades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  tlie  Lord  my  trust 

And  practise  all  that's  good  ' 

So  shalfl  dwell  among  thS, 
And  never  want  for  food. 

TK   k  ^^^'IM^  ^^ait  his  will ; 

qT  1?"^'    .^^^  guides  my  doubtful  feet 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil        """^"^'"^  i^et, 

^  ^AnrJTf  ".f  '.^'"i^  ^^^"  display. 
And  make  thyjudgments  known  • 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day?      ' 
And  glorious  as  the  noon. 
6  The  meek  shall  still  the  earth  possess 
And  be  the  heirs  of  heav'n  •  ^ 

1  rue  riches  m  abundant  peace, 
1  o  humble  souls  are  giv'n. 

■- — ■ — - — — — «__^    Watts. 

PSALM  XXXVII.  ^eco^r^^^r^^^ir~^ 
Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds. 

aJ^/^  *^  """"f^^^Y  ^'cked  boast. 
And  grow  profanely  bold  ? 

Fv?^l?fK^  P°"'*'?  of  the  just 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 


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2  Tlie  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

But  ne'er  designs  to  pay  ; 
The  just  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  ahns  with  libVal  hand  he  gives 

To  all  the  sons  of  need  ; 
His  nicmVy  to  long  ages  lives, 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  al)hor  to  speak  profane, 

To  sliuukr  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  Lord 

Deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 
His  feet  shall  never  slide. 

6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

FrescTv'd  from  ev'ry  snare  ; 
They  shall  possess  the  prornis'd  land, 
And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

Watts- 


FSALM  XXX\  II.  Third  Part.    C.  M.     w  or  b 
The  Way  and  End  of  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

xVre  order'd  by  thy  will ; 
Though  they  should  foil,  they  rise  agani, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 

Their  virtue  he  approves ; 
He'll  ne*er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  tne  men  he  loves. 


PSALM  38. 


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3   I  he  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 
1  heir  portion  and  their  home  ; 

on  I   ^'^^"'  '?^^'''  ^"^  "^ates  them  heirs 
^'^  blessmgs  long  to  come. 

4  1  he  haughty  sinner  have  I  seen, 

iNot  tearing  man  or  God  ; 
1-ike  princely  laurel,  fair  and  green, 
Spreading  his  arms  abroad  ; 

5  And  lo,  he  vanish^  from  the  ground, 

Destroy'd  by  hands  unseen  ;  ' 

^Mor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found. 
Where  all  that  pride  had  been.  ' 

(3  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness. 
His  sev Val  steps  attend  ; 

-    Anr?;^'''''T  runs  through  all  his  ways. 
And  peaceful  is  his  end. 


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PSALM  XXXVIII.     ver.  9,  lo.     CM.      K 
Consolation  in  Death. 

My  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come. 
Apace  It  hastens  on, 

*i  J  u '''^  ^°^y  to  the  tomb, 
And  thee  to  scenes  unknown 

^  ^y  Ji-^^rt.  long  lab'ring  with  its  woes, 
&hall  pant  and  sink  away  ; 

fe^'i'"?'^^'^^^""  ^hall  close 
Un  the  last  ghmm'ring  ray. 

3  Whence  in  that  hour,  shall  I  receive 
^,j^  cordial  for  my  pain  ? 

When,  if  the  richest  were  my  friends, 
1  hose  friends  would  weep  in  vain ! 

4  Great  King  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

1  o  thee  my  spirit  flies  ; 


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PSALM  39. 


PSALM  40. 


II 


And  opens  all  its  deep  distress 
Before  thy  pitying  eyes. 

5  All  my  desires  to  thee  are  known, 

And  ev  V  secret  fear  ; 
The  meaning  of  each  broken  groan 
Is  notic'd  by  diine  ear. 

6  O  place  me  by  that  mighty  pow'r 

Which  to  such  love  belongs, 
Where  darkness  veils  the  eyes  no  more, 
And  groans  are  chang'd  to  songs  ! 

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PSALM  XXXIX,     Common  Metre.  \y 

Man's  Mortality. 

1  Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
1  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  l)oast, 

How  short  the  fleeting  time  I 
Man  is  l)ut  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 
5  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move 
Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain  ; 
They  rage  and  strive^  desire  and  love, 
But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who. 
And  straight  are  seen  no  morv. 

5  What  should  I  wish  or  wait  for  then 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  tnist. 


6  This  fruitless  search  no  more  be  mine, 
^uch  hoi3es  I  now  recal ; 
My  earthly  prospects  I  resign. 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

Watts. 


PSALM  XL.     First  Part.     C.  M. 
Deliverance  from  great  Distress. 

1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
A^'^ Yi"^^'  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  Sunk  in  the  depths  of  sore  distress. 

And  all  my  struggles  vain  ; 
When  human  help  seem'd  daily  less. 
He  rais'd  me  up  again. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue' 
1  o  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
in  a  new,  tliankful  song. 

4  ril  spread  hi^i  works  of  grace  abroad, 

1  ne  saints  with  jov  shall  hear  • 
Aiid  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
1  heir  only  hope  and  fear. 

3  \Vhat  mercies  fill  my  wond'ring  view  ' 
How  many,  and  how  great ! 
Life  is  too  sliort,  and  words  too  few, 
1  heir  numbers  to  repeat. 

^  ^^i?"J!"^  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 
With  hope  ril  never  part, 
!•  or  God  beholds  my  heavy  wo, 
And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 

Watts, 

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PSALM  40. 


PSALM  41,  42. 


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PSALM  XL.     Sec.  Part.     C.  M, 
The  divine  Mission  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 


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1  Th  u  s  saith  the  Lord,  "  Your  work  is  vain, 

"  Give  your  burnt  off 'rings  o'er ; 
'*  In  dying  goats  and  bullocks  slain, 
"  My  soul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

"  My  God,  to  do  thy  will ; 
"  Whate'er  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"  Thy  servant  shall  fulfil." 

3  And  see,  the  blest  Redeemer  comes, 

Til'  eternal  Son  appears  ; 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares  ! 

4  Much  he  revcal'd  his  Father's  grace, 

And  much  his  truth  he  show'd ; 
And  preach'd  the  ^vay  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 

5  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 

He  pitied  sinners'  cries ; 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviours  prirt, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 

6  No  blood  of  beasts  on  altai  ^  Niicd 

Could  cleanse  from  guilt  witliiii : 
But  the  one  sacrifice  he  umdv 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 

7  Then  was  tlie  great  salvation  spread. 

And  Satan's  kingdom  shook  ; 
Thus,  by  the  woman's  promis'd  seed, 
The  serpent's  heacj  w  as  broke. 

Watt- 


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PSALM  XLI.     Long  Mere. 
Charity  rewarded. 

^  RelfelL'^K*^  '""'^'  "^^"^^  te"der  care 
W&„ -^  P^''  '"Z'^^''"  distress ; 

Whose  hand  supports  the  fatherless! 
^is  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

Rel,^'^^^^''  ^^  ''"■»  hand  can  do; 
sfeii  fi  *5^  u'T  °*  Sen'ral  grief. 
Shall  find  the  Lord  has  pity  to(i. 

His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth 
Whl  '-?'"^*  \>i^^^"\Ss  on  his  head'; 
When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  dearth 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 
>?'■  If  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
^  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgiv'n  • 
Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch,  ' 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n. 

■ ^^^^       Watts. 

PSALM  XLII.     Common  Metre.         iKorh 
The  Pleasure  ofl'ublick  Worship. 

ViP/'"^'k''^  ^f^  for  cooling  streams. 
When  heated  in  die  chase ; 

AnH^tl^^  f  "l:-^  ^'^'  ^^'  thee, 
And  thy  reheshing  grace- 

2  For  thee,  my  God,  the  living  God, 

My  thirsty  soul  doth  pine  ;        ' 

-r^"  «']'■'!'  I  behold  thy  face, 
1  hou  Majesty  divine  ? 

3  I  sigh  whene'er  my  musing  thoughts 

1  ho^  happy  dajs  present,       ^ 

Thvi;  "",''  ?J  J^^'^Sious  IHcnds.  • 
-I  nj  temple  did  frequent : 


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PSALM  43. 


4  When  I  advanced  with  songs  of  praise, 

My  solemn  vows  to  pay, 
Amidst  the  joyiul  sacred  throng, 
Which  kept  the  festal  day. 

5  Why  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Trust  God,  and  he'll  employ 
His  aid  for  thee,  and  change  thy  sighs 
To  hymns  of  sacred  joy. 

6  Wliy  restless,  why  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 

Hope  still,  and  thou  shalt  sing 
The  praise  of  him  who  is  thy  Uod, 
Thy  healths  eternal  spring. 

Tatb. 


PSALM  44,   45. 


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PSALM  XLHI.     Long  Metre.         *  or  b 
Compl&int  and    Hope. 

1  God  of  our  strength,  to  thee  we  cry ; 
O  let  us  not  forgotten  lie  I        , 
Oppressed  w  itli  sorrows  and  witli  care, 
To  thy  protection  we  repair. 

2  O  let  thy  light  attend  our  way, 
Thv  truth  afford  its  steady  ray  ! 
iVZion's  hill  direct  our  feet, 
To  worship  at  thy  sacred  seat. 

3  Thy  praise,  O  God,  shall  tune  the  lyre, 
Thy  love  our  joyful  song  inspire  ; 

To  thee,  our  cordial  thanks  U'  paid. 
Our  sure  defence,  our  constant  aid. 

4  Why  then  dejected  and  distrest  ? 

And  whence  the  grief  that  fills  our  breast? 
In  G(xl  we'll  liope,  and  to  him  raise 
A  monument  of  endless  praise. 

Altered  from  Merrick. 


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PSALM  XLIV.     Common  Metre. 

In  Time  of  War. 

1  O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 

In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  perform'd, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2  'Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave ; 
Tu^is  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 
I  hat  did  their  country  save. 

^  ^\}P^  "^*^^  ^^^^^'  ^^y  pow'rful  arm, 
Whose  succour  they  implor'd, 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  ador'd. 

4  As  thee,  their  God,  our  fathers  own'd. 

So  thou  art  still  our  King  : 
O  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
I  o  us  deli V  Vance  bring. 

5  We  will  not  trust  our  sword  nor  bow. 

When  we  in  war  engage  ;  / 

But  thee,  who  canst  subdue  our  foe, 
And  calm  their  haughty  rage. 

6  To  thee  the  glor>^  ^ve'll  ascribe. 

From  whom  salvation  came  ; 
In  God  our  shield  we  will  rejoice. 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 

Tate  varied. 


PSALM  XLV.    First  Part.     £.  M. 
The  Glory  of  Christ  and  the  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

1  No  w  be  my  heart  inspirM  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King ; 
My  tongue  shall  ail  his  worth  proclaim. 
And  si^ak  the  honours  of  his  name. 
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2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 
He  shines  with  a  superior  grace ; 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 

3  Dress  thee  in  arms,  most  mighty  Lord, 
Gird  on  thy  sharp  victorious  sword ; 
In  majesty  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meekness  vl  thy  side. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  thy  foes  of  stubborn  heart ; 
Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  sweet, 
Shall  melt  the  rel^els  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,*  for  e\'(T  stands  ; 
Grace  is  tlie  sceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 
Thy^  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right ; 
Justice  and  grace  are  tliy  delight. 

6  Thy  Fatlier,  God,  hath  richly  shed 
His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head  ; 
And  with  his  sacred  Spirit  blest 
His  first  bcrn  Son  above  the  rest. 

•  See  Hebrews,  i.  8.  Wattx 


PSALM  46. 


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PSALM  XLV.     Sec.  Part.     L. 
Chris4  and  his  Church. 


M. 


1  Th  e  King  of  Saints,  how  fliir  his  face ! 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace  ! 

He  conies  with  blessings  from  abov  e, 
And  w  ins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right  hand  our  eyes  behold 
The  church,  array'd  in  purest  gold ; 
The  world  admires  hex  heav'nly  dress» 
Her  rolxrs  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  graces  like  his  own. 

He  calls  and  s^ts  her  near  his  thxone : 


Then  let  thy  wandVing  heart  forget      • 
1  he  idols  ot  thy  n^itivc  state. 

4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rdoice 
in  thee,  the  object  of  his  choice ; 
LjCt  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  ador'd, 

^  He  is  thy  Maker  and  thy  Lord. 

^  2  '^t^PPy  h«^ir,  when  thou  shalt  rise 
lo  his  fair  ptilace  hi  the  skies ; 
And  al  thy  sons,  a  numVous  train, 
r^acn  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign ! 

6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head, 
kfn ^,'  ^y  ^8:e  his  praises  spread ; 
VV  hilst  we  with  cheerful  songs  approve 
1  he  condescensions  of  his  love. 

--, Watts. 

PSALM  XLV  1.     Long  Metre.        ^ 
Praise  for  national  Peace. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  ol  thy  almighty  breath 

Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
1  hy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 
And  rage  and  noise  and  tumult  reira 
VV  hen  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms. 
And  slaughter  spreads  the  crimson  plain  ; 

3  Thy  sovVeign  eye  looks  calmly  down. 
And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 
Ihy  word  the  angry  nations  own,  [powV ; 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmv  wings, 
iievivuig  commerce  spreads  her  saUs, 


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The  fields  are  greeii,  and  plenty  sings 
Responsive  o'er  the  hills  and  vales. 

5  Thou  good  and  wise  and  righteous  Lord, 
All  move  subservient  to  thy  will ; 

Both  [)caee  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs, 
Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  ; 

O  may  our  hearts  and  lives  and  tongues 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore  ! 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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PSALM  XLVI.     Six  Line  L.  M.        m  or  \y 
War  and  Peace. 

1  Go  D  is  our  refuge  in  distress, 

A  present  help  when  dangers  press  ; 

In  him  undaunted  we'll  confide  ; 
Though  earth  were  from  her  centi'e  tost 
And  mountams  mthe  ocean  lost, 

Dissolv'd  by  cvVy  rising  tide. 

2  A  gende  stream  with  gladness  still 
The  city  of  our  God  shall  fill. 

The  sacred  seat  of  God  most  high  : 
God  dwells  in  Zion,  whose  fair  tow'rs 
Shall  mock  th'  assaults  of  eartlily  pow'rs, 

Whilst  his  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 

3  In  tumults,  when  the  heathen  rag'd, 
And  kingdoms  war  against  us  wag'd, 

He  thunder'd  and  dispers'd  their  pow'rs: 
The  Lord  of  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Our  tow'r  of  reftige  in  alarms, 

Our  fethers'  s^vdian  God,  and  ours. 


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4  Come,  s^*  tlie  A\'onders  he  hath  wrought, 
Un  earth  wliat  desolations  brought ; 

How  he  has  calm'd  the  jarring  world  ! 
He  broke  the  warlike  spear  and  bow, 
With  them  the  thund'nng  chariot  too 

Into  devouring  flames  were  hurl'd. 

5  Submit  to  God's  almighty  sway 
For  hmi  the  nations  shall  obc}-,  ' 

^   And  earth  her  sovereign  Lord  confess  : 
1  ne  Uod  Qt  hosts  conducts  our  arms, 
Uur  tower  of  refuge  in  alarms. 
As  to  our  fathers  in  distress. 

——________  Tate. 


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PSALM  XLVII.       Common  Metre. 
Universal  Praise. 

1  O  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God  the  sov'reign  King  ! 

\  ^  jV  ^'^"^^  ^*^^^^  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  Whilst  angels  shout  their  lofty  praise, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains ; 
Ltl  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

3  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound. 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  song  ; 
Nor  mock  liini  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  tlioughtless  tongue. 

t  In  Israel  stood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov*d  that  chosen  race ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own 
And  heathens  taste  his  grace.       '' 

Watts. 


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PSALM  48,  49. 


HimK 


PSALM  XLVIII.     Short  Metre, 
Gospel  Worship  and  Order. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 
He  makes  the  church  his  blest  abode. 
His  most  delightful  seat.  ^ 

2  Far  as  thy  name  is  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  praise ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Their  songs  of  lionour  raise. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
Compass  and  view  thy  holy  ground. 
And  mark  the  building  well ; 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

Tlie  worship  of  thy  court. 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 

5  How  decent  and  how^  wise ! 

How  glorious  to  Ijehold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  w  orship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die ; 
Will  be  our  God  whilst  here  below , 
Our  God  above  the  sky. 

Watts. 


PSALM  50. 


P6ALM  XLIX.      Com.non  Metre.  D 

The  Vanity  of  Riches. 

1  Wh  y  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  ev'ry  rising  tide  ? 


2  Not  all  his  treasures  can  procure 
His  soul  a  short  reprieve  ; 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live. 
2  The  worth  of  life  can  ne'er  be  told, 
Its  ransom  is  too  high ; 
Justice  cannot  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
1  hat  man  may  never  die. 
4  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 
i  he  tim'rous  and  the  brave, 
yuit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 
And  hasten  to  the  grave. 

^  ^u  A4^  t^^  "^^^'^^^  thought  and  pi'ide, 

"  A     1  ^"  I     "^^  ^^^^^  ^^^^  ^^'"^<^' ' 
And,  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 

I'll  give  It  to  my  land." 
')  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost ; 
Mow^  soon  his  mem'ry  dies  ! 
His  name  is  written  in  tlie  dust 
in  which  his  body  lies. 

Watts. 

P.SALM  L.     I'lrst  Fart.     Common  Metre.       j, 
The  last  Judgment. 

1  The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
rpi^  t"^  ^^  ^^o^^  ^arth  draw  nigli  ; 
1  he  nations  near  the  risii  g  sun, 
And  near  the  w  estern  sky. 
'  Xo  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say. 
Judgment  will  ne'er  I^egin  ;" 
No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 
1  o  impudence  and  sin. 

^''"'9\'d  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come. 
l^right  flames  prepare  his  way ; 


71      J 


72 


PSALM  50. 


Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm 
Lead  on  the  dreadful  day- 

4  Heav'n  from  above,  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come ; 
And  earth  and  hell  shall  know  and  leal 
His  justice,  and  their  doom. 

5  "  But  gather  all  my  saints,  (he  cries) 

*'  Who  made  their  peace  with  Ood, 
"  Through  tlie  Redeemer's  sacnhce, 
''  And  seard  it  m  ith  his  blood. 

6  "  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  to 

"  Shall  make  the  world  contess    [.lignt, 
"  My  sentence  of  reward  is  right, 
'  And  heav'n  adore  my  grace. 


PSALM  51. 


i( 


PSALM  L.     Second  Part.     L.  M.         b 
Hypocrisy  exposeiL 

1  The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his^churchcs  warib. 
Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear. 

Who  place  their  hopes  m  ntcs  and  torms, 
But  make  not  foith  nor  love  their  care. 

2  They  dare  rehearse  his  sacred  name, 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit ; 

A  friend  or  brother  the>  defame, 
And  sooth  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 

3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbour  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face  ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue. 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  hcav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defird  with  lust,  and  stainYl  with  blood  ; 
By  night  they  practise  evVy  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  lioct. 


5  And  whilst  his  judgments  long  delay, 

T  2  fh^T  f'^'l'^^  ^"^^^  ^"^  tlie  more 
1  hey  think  he  s  eeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

''  AnJc'f 'i'i^^""  '  ^^^^^^"  God  draws  near 
And  sets  heir  crimes  before  their  eyes  • 

A  d  ?n"i  V"^.^  punishment  appear?     ' 
And  no  dehv'rer  can  arise. 

Watts. 


75 


PSALM  U.     First  Part.     Long  Mere. 
A  Penitent  pleading  for  Pardon. 

1  Shew  pity,  Lord  ;  O  Lord,  forgive  • 
Let  a  repenting  sinner  live  ;  " 

Alfv'n°r.Vl]^'  "''''■"?'*  '^'■ff'^  ""^  free  ? 
May  not  the  contrite  trust  in  thee  ? 

r  ?  T^s'i  my  soul  from  ev'ry  sin 

I    And  make  my  guihy  conscience  clean  • 

J^vna  past  ottenpes  pam  my  eyes. 

I'  Agailist  thv  I  "''^'"^'"y  sins  confess 
'  -^Sainst  thy  law,  against  thy  grace  • 

And  should  day  judgment  beS; 

J  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear? 

Who's^Z^'^rn '/"S  sinner.  Lord, 

ffifir  P^'  ^""  V  nng  round  thv  word 
^U^s  for  some  precious  promise  dicre        ' 
^me  sure  protection  from  despair.      ' 
7 


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PSALM  51. 


i4        - — 

0  Then  shall  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue, 
Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song  ; 

And  all  my  P«^^- •^^'^""JT^^Esness 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  nghteousness. 

PSALM  LI.     Second  Part.    L.  M.         b 
The  Penitent  rettoieil. 

1  OThou,  whohear'st  whens^^^^^^^ 
Though  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Regard  them  not  with  f  S^y^^K  _u 
But  blot  their  mem'r>'  trom  thy  book . 

2  Renew  me,  O  my  God,  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  not  depart. 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  Heart. 

I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Clt  out  and  banislVd  from  thy  sight ; 
Thy  holy  joys,  O  God,  restore. 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 
4  A  liroken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring  ; 
The  God  of  grace  will  not  despise 
A  contrite  heart  for  sacrifice. 

5  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 
And  owns  thv  dreadful  sentence  just ; 
Look  down,  'O  Lord,  with  pitying  ew 
And  save  the  wTetch  condemn'd  to  die. 

6  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  grace. 
Sinners  shall  learn  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
I'll  lead  them  in  the  heav'nly  road. 
And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'mng  God. 


PSALM  52,  53. 


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FSALM  LII.  united  with  the  55th.  S.  M.      b 

Devotion  and  Confidence. 

I  Let  sinners  take  their  course. 
And  choose  the  road  to  death ; 
But  in  the  praises  of  my  God 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 

2  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 

O  my  eternal  God  ! 
Whilst  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 
Beneath  thy  angry  rod. 

3  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 

And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear  thy  holy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 

4  But  like  an  olive  tree, 

Within  thy  courts  I'll  stand. 
And  confidently,  Lord,  rely 
On  thy  protecting  haiid. 

5  With  all  my  heavy  cares, 

I'll  lean  upon  the  Lord ; 
I'll  cast  my  burden  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  wxird. 

6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

Watti  and  Merrick. 


FSALM  LIH.     Lon^  Metre.  M  or  ^ 

Compared   with  Rom.  iii.   10,   11. 

The  Degeneracy  of  the  World  removed  by  the  Gospel. 

I  Behold  the  fool,  whose  heart  denies 
The  God  who  form'd  the  earth  and  skies  ! 
And,  whilst  the  path  of  sin  he  treads, 
How  wide  the  dire  example  spreads  ! 


76 


PSALM  54. 


PSALM  55. 


2  Th'  eternal  Sov'reign  from  on  high 
Cast  on  the  hons  of  men  his  eye, 
To  see  if  any  understood, 

And  fear'd  and  lovVl  their  Maker,  God. 

3  But  all  were  so  dej^^enVate  grown, 
None  the  true  God  had  fully  known  ; 
Both  Jew  and  Gentile  long  had  been 
By  lust  enslav\l,  and  dead  in  sm. 

4  Both  gone  from  w  iscloni's  path  astray, 
Pursu'd  the  errors  of  their  way, 
With  dismal  superstition  blind. 

And  causeless  terrors  lill'd  their  mind- 

5  Who,  gracious  God,  to  sinners'  eyes 
Could  bid  tiie  wish'd  salvation  rise  ? 
Thy  SON  did  light  and  truth  display, 
And  turn  their  darkness  into  day. 

6  No  flesh  sliall  baist  of  righteousness, 
But  guilty  shall  themselves  coniess  ; 
And  when  they  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
In  thv  salv  ation  shall  rejoice. 

Merrick,  with  additions. 

PSALM  LIV.     Partkuiar  Metre,         b 
Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  Thy  name,  O  God,  my  heart  a^'o\vs ; 
Do  tliou  my  injur'd  cause  espouse. 

And  be  thy  strength  my  aid  ; 
M\  fervent  cries  in  mercy  hear. 
And  let  tliem  by  thy  pitying  ear 

With  full  regiird  be  weigh'd. 

2  For  people,  from  thy  fear  estrang'd, 
With  tyrants  fierce,  against  me  rang'd, 

My  tainting  soul  pursue ; 


But  'midst  my  helpers,  heav'n's  high  Lord 
Shall  stand,  and,  faithful  to  his  word, 
Each  adverse  pow'r  subdue, 

J  O  let  my  heart,  their  rage  repell'd, 
Itself  a  willing  off 'ring  yield ! 

To  thee  its  praise  shall  flow  ; 
Whilst  to  my  thought  thy  mercies  rise, 
That  gave  me  with  exuUing  eyes 

To  see  my  prostrate  foe. 


i 


Merrick. 


PSALM  LV.     Common  Metre. 
Impatience  corrected  by  Faith. 

1  O  w  E  R  E  I  like  a  feather'd  dove ! 

If  innocence  had  wings, 
Pd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 
From  all  these  restless  things. 

2  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 

And  find  a  peaceful  home ; 
Wliere  storms  of  malice  never  blow. 
Temptations  never  come. 

)  Vain  hopes,  and  vain  inventions  all. 
T'  escape  the  rage  of  hell ! 
The  mighty  God,  on  whom  I  call, 
Can  save  me  here  as  well. 

J  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  his  face, 
At  noon  repeat  my  cry ; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 
Nor  will  he  long  deny. 

3  God,  my  preserver  and  my  friend, 

Can  shield  me  when  afi"aid ; 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  attend^ 
If  he  command  their  aid, 

7* 


78 


PSALM  56,  57. 


PSALM  58. 


79 


6  ni  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
He  will  sustain  them  all ; 
Mv  faith  shall  rest  upon  his  word. 
And  I  shall  never  fall. 


Watts. 


PSALM  LVI.     Common  Metre,         b 
Gods  Care  of  his  People. 

1  In  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

2  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints, 

Their  cries  affect  his  ears  ; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  their  complanits, 
A  bottle  for  their  tears. 

3  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise ; 
I'll  sing,  "  how  fliithful  is  thy  word, 
"  How  righteous  are  thy  ways  I" 

4  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death  ; 

O  set  thy  servant  free, 
That  heart,  and  hand,  and  life,  and  breath 
May  be  employ'd  for  thee  ! 

Watts. 


PSALM  LVIf.     Long  Metre. 
Divine  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth. 


1  My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  sprmgs 
Of  boundless  love,  and  grace  unknown  ; 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wmgs, 

Till  tlie  dark  cloud  be  ovei;blown, 


2  Up  to  the  heav'ns,  I  raise  my  cry  ; 
The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform  : 
He  sends  his  angel  from  the  sky, 
And  saves  me  from  the  threatening  storm, 

>  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 
Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell ; 
rhy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

1  My  heart  is  fix'd,  my  song  shall  raise 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Anake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise, 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  oYr  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 
And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky  ; 
His^ truth  to  endless  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 

6  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God  ! 
Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell ; 
1  hy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

. Watts. 


PSALM  LV^III.     Six  Line  Long  Metre,         l 
The  Destruction  of  Tyrants  and  Oppressors. 

^  cu  n^L  ^y^^^^^  ^"le  t>y  impious  laws  ? 
bhall  they  despise  the  righteous  cause, 

vV  hen  mnocence  before  them  stands  ? 
Dare  they  condemn  the  helpless  poor, 

wu  M  oppressors  rest  secure,         [hands  ? 

Whilst  gold  and  greatness  bribe  their 

2  Do  they  forget  th'  Almighty  name, 
i  hat  God  o'er  all  is  Judge  supreme  ? 

High  in  the  h^aY'ns  bi^  jusuc^  reigns ; 


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80 


PSALM   59. 


PSALM  60. 


81 


Yet  tliey  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  their  bold  decrees  abroad , 
To  bind  the  free  born  soul  ni  chains. 

S  A  poison'd  arrow  is  their  tongue, 
The  arrow  sliarp,  the  poison  strong  ; 

And  deiUh  attends  where'er  it  Wounds  ; 
They  hear  no  counsels,  cries,  nor  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears 

Against  tlic  melcxly  of  sounds. 

4  Break  thou  their  teeth,  Almighty  God  I 
The  teeth  of  lions  drench'd  in  bloocl. 

And  crush  those  serpents  in  the  dust ; 
Thv  voice  shall  thunder  from  the  sky, 
Their  crowns  shall  fldl,  their  titles  die. 

Their  grandeur  and  their  pow'r  be  lost. 

5  Thus  shall  thy  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Freedom  and  peace  to  men  attord. 

And  nations  shall  unite  and  say,  ^ 
"  Sure  there's  a  God,  that  rules  on  high, 
''  Who  hears  th'  oppressed  when  they  en 

"  And  all  their  suft 'rings  ^v^ll  repay. 

Watts  altered. 

PSALM  LIX.         Short  Metn-  b 

For  Deliverance  from  the  Savage  "* 

1  Lord,  let  our  humble  cry 

Before  thy  throne  ascend  ; 
Behold  us  with  compassion's  eye, 
And  still  our  lives  defend. 

2  For  foes,  a  numerous  band, 

Against  our  lives  conspire  ; 
They  aim  destruction  thro'  the  land, 
And  spread  the  raging  fire. 


3  Beneath  the  silent  shade 

Their  secret  plots  they  lay. 
Our  peaceful  towns  by  night  invade, 
And  waste  the  fields  by  day. 

4  And  will  the  God  of  grace, 

Regardless  of  our  pain, 
Permit  secure  that  bloody  race. 
To  riot  o'er  the  slain  ? 

^  In  vain  their  secret  guile. 
Or  open  force  they  prove : 
Thine  eye  can  pierce  the  deepest  veil, 
Thy  liand  their  force  remove. 

6  Deliver  us  from  death. 

Send  our  invaders  home  ; 
Or  drive  them  with  thy  pow'rful  breath 
Thro'  distant  wilds  to  roam. 

7  Then  shall  our  grateful  voice 

Proclaim  our  guardian  God  ; 
hi  thy  salvation  we'll  rejoice, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

,__ Barlowt,  altered. 

PSALM  LX.     Common  Metre.        .      ^ 
Humiliation  for  Disappointment  in  War. 

1  LoR  D,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  off? 

Must  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  consume  us  in  thy  WTath  ? 
Shall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 

Melts  all  our  strength  away : 
Like  men  subdu'd  by  pow'r  of  wine, 
We  tremble  in  dismay. 


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PSALM  61. 


PSALM  62. 


B3 


3  Our  country  sltokes  beneath  thy  stroke, 

And  dreads  thy  hfted  hand  ; 
O  hear  the  people  thou  hast  broke, 
And  save  die  sinking  land  I 

4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field, 

For  those  who  fear  thy  name  ; 
Defend  diy  people  with  thy  shieia, 
And  put  our  foes  to  sliame. 

5  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 

And  be  their  guardian  UotI ; 
In  vain  confedVate  pow'rs  unite 
Against  diy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  wide  renown 

By  thine  assisting  hand ; 
For  God  shall  tread  the  mighty  down, 
And  make  die  feeble  stand.      ^^^^^ 


PSAUl  LXl.         Long  Metre.  M 

Safety  in  God. 

1  When  overwhelm'd  with  pain  and  grief, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

My  heart  within  me  sinks  and  dies, 
To  God  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes. 

2  High  on  die  rock  my  footsteps  rear,   ^ 
There  let  me  stand  unmov'd,  and  hear 
The  storms,  which  now  around  me  beat, 
Roll  haniiless  underneath  my  teet. 

3  Thee,  Lord,  I  seek,  whene'er  my  foes, 
On  mischief  bent,  my  path  enclose  : 
Thou  art,  in  evVy  dang'rous  hour,     ^ 
My  steadfiist  hope,  my  strongest  tow  r. 

4  Remote  from  fear,  within  thy  shrine, 
Thou,  Lord,  my  dwelling  shalt  assign  ; 


Thy  wings  shall  \vrap  me  in  their  sliade. 
For  thou  liast  heard  me  when  I  pray'd. 

5  Safe  in  thy  presence  let  me  stand. 
And  share  the  blessings  of  thy  hand ; 
My  dwelling  let  thy  truth  defend. 
Thy  mercy  on  my  steps  attend. 

6  So  shall  thy  love  awake  my  song, 
My  voice  the  willing  note  prolong ; 
Whilst,  warm'd  with  zeal,  my  vows  I  pay, 
And  bless  thee  to  my  latest  day. 

Merrtck  varied. 

PSALM  LXII.     Long  Metre,  0 

No  Trust  in  the  Creatures,  but  in  God. 

1  My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone. 
My  rock  and  refuge  are  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits. 
My  soul  on  his  salvation  waits. 

2MTrust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways, 
To  him  your  suppliant  voices  raise ; 
When. helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all  sufficient  aid. 

3  False  are  die  men  of  high  degree, 
The  baser  sort  are  vanity ; 
Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  ;as  a  breath  of  empty  air. 

1  Make  not  incrcasijig  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  heart  on  glitt'ring  dust ; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke. 
And  not  believe  what  God  hath  spoke  ? 

5  Once  hath  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
"  All  powV  is  his  eternal  due, 
*'  He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too,'-^ 


84 


PSALM  63. 


PSALM  63. 


85 


6  For  sovVeign  ix)\\  'r  reigns  not  alone  ; 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  adjudge  our  last  reward. 


Watt*. 


PSALM  LXIIL      Common  Metre.  M 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face. 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  aw  ay, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  diey  must  drink  or  die. 

3  Pv  e  seen  thy  glory  and  Uiy  pow'r 

Through  all  thy  temple  sliinc  ; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  liour, 
That  vision  so  di\  inc. 

4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast, 

Can  please  my  soul  so  well. 
As  wheii  thy  richer  grace  I  taste, 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell. 

5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys. 

Can  my  best  passions  move  ; 
Nor  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

6  Thus,  till  my  last  expiring  dar, 

Pll  l)kss  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXJll.     Long    Metre.         M. 
The  Love  of  God  and  his  Worship. 

1  Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim ; 
1  hou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest ; 

1  ne  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stand  all  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise, 
1  hou  art  my  I  ather  and  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties, 

1  hy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood. 

>  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands, 
t  or  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look  ; 
As  travellers  in  diirsty  lands, 
Long  for  the  cooling  w^ater  brook. 

t  With  early  feet,  I  will  appear 
Aniong  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  face  ; 
Give  me  to  see  thy  glorv  tiiere, 
And  taste  the  richness  of  thy  grace. 

'^  Xot  all,  by  worldly  men  possess'd. 
Not  cdl  the  joys  our  senses  know, 
tan  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 
Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 

^  \?r3f^  ^X  *'''"^^'  I'^^  ^"^"^  ^^y  voice, 
VVhilst  1  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise ; 

1  his  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice 

And  well  employ  my  future  days.         ' 

— ^ — . Watts. 

FSALM  LXUL     Short  Mstre. 
Delight  in  Divine  Worship. 

1  My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
With  joy  to  call  thee  mine ; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 
8 


m 


86 


PSALM  64. 


2  Within  thv  churches,  Lord, 

I  long  to  find  my  place  ;      • 
Thy  powV  and  glory  to  be  hold, 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 

3  For  life,  without  thy  lo\  c . 

No  relisli  can  afford  ; 
No  iov  can  be  compar'd  witli  tins, 
To  serve  and  please  the  I^ord. 

4  To  thee  Pll  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  whilst  I  in  e  ; 
Not  the  gav  scnie.  of  time  and  sun^- 

Such  pure  dcligh':  can  give. 
"  Since  diou  hast  Ixen  my  lielp, 

'io  thee  my  spirit  Hies  ; 
And  on  thv  watcliiiil  providence 

My  elicerful  liope  relies. 

G  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  w  liere  my  Father  leads, 
And  he  supports  my  steps. 


Watts. 


PSALM  LXIV.         Six  Line  L.M        M 
In  a  Time  of  Insurrection. 

1  O  LoR  D,  to  our  recpiest  give  ear, 
And  free  our  souls  from  hostile  tear  ; 
For  crafty  men,  of  impious  mind, 
(Their  pow'rs  in  secret  league  combm  d) 
With  tactions  rage  Uieir  plots  devise, 
And  vent  their  malice,  mix'd  with  lies. 

2  B4iold  the  slaughter- breathing  throng, 
Whet  like  a  sword  their  threat'ning  tongue, 
A  \d  bend  their  bows,  to  shoot  their  darts 
Against  the  men  of  upright  hearts  : 


PSALM  65. 


.) 


— r    ■ ■ -'"""- ■"— ■ ■ '"  —I—.. — — --  ■  ...  

In  w  orks  ot  mischief  they  agree, 
And  vainly  think  that  none  shall  sec. 
But,  wretches,  whither  ^\  ill  ye  fly  ? 
Behokl  the  ano^v  from  on  high 
Descends,  and  bears  upon  its  wing 
'FJie  A\ralh  of  licav^n's  offended  King  ! 
Your  slanders  on  yourselves  shall  l^ill, 
Hated,  despis'd,  and  shunnVl  by  all. 
4  llie  world  sliall  then  CuxPs  i)ow'r  conRs 
His  wisdom,  love  and  rigliteousness  ; 
And  men  shall  see,  witbrevVend  thought, 
I  he  \\oncIers  that  liis  liand  hath  wrought; 
Uhilst  all  shall  own  his  dealings  just, 
1  he  righteous  in  his  name  shall  trust. 

Tate  and  Merrick,  united  and  varied. 

V^LyTlJv.     First  Fart.     L.  M.        i" 
Publick   Worship. 

1  Fo  R  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
In  Zion  waits,  thy  chosen  seat ; 

Our  proniibVl  altars  there  we'll  raise, 
And  all  our  zealous  vows  complete. 

2  ()  thou,  who  to  my  liumble  prayV 
l)idst  always  bend  thy  list'ningear, 
lothce  shall  all  mankind  repair. 
And  at  thy  gracious  throne  appear. 

I'  Otirsins,  though  numberless,  in  vain 
1  o  stop  thy  flowing  mercy  try  ; 
for  thou  wilt  purge  the  guilty  stain, 
And  wash  away  the  crimson  die. 
Blest  is  the  man,  who  near  thee  plac'd, 
N\  ithin  thy  sacred  dwelling  lives  ; 
}V  hilst  \ve  at  humbler  distance  taste 
A  he  \-ast  delight  tliy  worship  gives. 

Tate. 


87 


88 


PSALM  65. 


PSALM  65. 


89 


PSALM  I.XV.     First  Part.     C.  M. 
Divine  Provic^cncc  in  Air,  Earlh,  and  Sea. 

1  'Tib  by  thy  strength  the  moimtians  stand, 

God  of  ttcrnal  powV  ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roi.r. 

2  Thy  monVing  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adoni  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  tinues,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heav'n,  air,  and  earth,  arc  thine ;  ^ 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  show  rs, 
The  Audior  is  divine : 

4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky,     - 

Borne  bv  the  winds  around, 
Whose  watVy  treasures  well  supply 
Tlie  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  ot  corn  appear  ; 
Thv  ways  abound  with  blessings  still. 
Thy  goodness  crowns  die  year. 

VV  AT^ Tt  5. 


PSALM  LX\  .     Tliird  Part.     C  M 
Fruitful  Seasons 

1  God  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 

Who  makes  the  earth  his  care ; 
Visits  the  pastures  ev'ry  spring, 
And  bids  die  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 

Pour  out,  at  thy  command, 
Th  ir  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky, 
'f  o  cheer  the  diirsty  land. 


M 


3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 

Permit  the  corn  to  spring  ; 
The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 
The  grateful  lab'rers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  evVy  side 

^  Rejoice  at  flilling  show'rs  ; 
The  meadows,  dress'd  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow^'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain. 

Promise  a  joyful  crop  ; 
The  fields,  with  verdure  fill'd,  again 
Revive  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  Tlie  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  wavs  ! 
The  bleating  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  diy  praise. 


I 


Watts. 


PSALM  LXV.     Lono- 


re. 


wm% 


A  New  Version. 

1  Thy  praise,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits  ; 
All  flesh  shall  crowd  thy  sacred  ^ates, 
To  offer  sacrifice  and  pray  V, 

And  pay  their  willing  homage  there. 

2  What  though  iniquity  prevail, 
And  feeble  flesh  be  prone  to  fail  ? 

Yet,  Lord,  thy  grace  thou  wilt  display, 
And  purge  each  hateful  stain  away. 

i  Blest  is  the  man  approved  by  thee, 
And  brought  thy  holy  courts  to  see ; 
Goodness,  immense  and  unconfin'd, 
Shall  largely  feast  his  longing  mind. 

4  Great  God,  by  thy  almighty  hand, 
The  everlasting  mountains  stand  : 
8* 


90 


PSALM  6Cu 


PSALM  66,  67. 


91 


Si 


And  ev'ry  storm,  aiid  ev  *ry  tloovl, 

Obey  thy  all  commanding  nod. 
5  Thy  lightnings,  flashing  through  the  skies, 

fill  the  wide  earth  with  sad  surprise  ; 

But,  chttrY!  by  thy  enliv'ning  voice, 

Riiing  and  setting  suns  rt^joicc. 
d  From  thy  vast  unexhausted  stores, 

The  earth  is  blest  witfi  kindly  showVs  ; 

And  savage  wikls  and  deserts  drear, 

Coniess  thee,  Father  of  tlie  year. 
7  The  flocks  w  hicli  grazethe  mountain's  brow 

The  corn  whicli  elotlus  tlie  plains  below , 

To  ev'ry  heart  new  transports  l)ring, 

And  hills  and  \'aks  rejoice  and  sing. 

Jacob  Kimball. 

"'        FSALM  LXV ryi^  Pan.     C.  M.       m 

Duine  Power  and  G.xulness. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  oi  lx:i\  'n  and  earth, 

Address  a  cheerful  song  ; 
Let  gratitude  inspire  your  nmlh. 
And  joy  tlie  noits  prolong. 

2  Come,  see  the  wonders  ol  our  God, 

How  glorious  are  his  w  .ys  ! 
In  Moses'  hand  he  puts  Lis  rod, 
The  sea  his  voice  obejs. 

3  He  made  the  ebbing  channel  dr\-. 

Whilst  Israel  pass'd  the  flood  ; 
The  tribes  beheld,  with  wondVing  eye, 
A  guardian  in  their  God. 

4  O  bless  the  Lord,  and  never  cease ; 

Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise ; 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
^  AimJ  guides  our  doubdul  ways. 


.)  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suft''ring  souls, 
Fo  make  our  graces  shine ; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
'Fhe  metal  to  refine. 

6  Through  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  ways, 
VV  c  march  at  thy  command ; 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 
By  thy  unerring  hand. 

Watts. 

PaALM  LXVI.     Second  Part.     C.  M.     ^ 
Praise  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer. 

1  Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 

To  that  Almighty  Power, 
Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made 
In  my  distressful  hour. 

2  My  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 

To  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
CoiTie  ye,  who  love  mv  God,  and  hear 
The  wonders  he  hath  done. 

3  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 

When  praise  employed  my  tongue. 
The  Lord  had  shewn  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 

4  But  God,  his  name  be  ever  blest, 

Has  set  my  spirit  free  ; 
Ht  ne'er  rejected  my  request, 
Nor  tuni'd  his  heart  from  me. 

Watts. 


FiiALM  LXVII.     Short  Metre.  m 

Universal  Praise. 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race. 

In  mercy,  Lord,  incline  ; 
And  cause  the  brightness  of  thy  face,^ 

On  all  thy  churcU  to  shine. 


'7  i\ 

'  'I 


i'A 


92 


PSALM  68. 


PSALM  68. 


93 


2  That  so  thy  gracious  u  ay 

May  through  the  world  be  known  ; 
Whilst  distant  lands  their  homage  pay, 
And  thy  salvation  own. 

3  Let  all  the  nations  join 

To  celebrate  thy  fame  ; 
Let  the  wliole  world,  O  Lord,  combme 
To  praise  thy  glorious  name. 

4  O  let  them  shout  and  sing, 

In  humble  pious  mirth  ; 
For  tliou,  the  righteous  Judge  and  King, 
Shalt  govern  all  the  earth. 


PSALM  LXVllI.     First  Part.   Sir  line  L.  M.     t> 
The  Justice  and  Compassion  of  God. 

1  Let  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
And  put  his  enemies  to  flight ; 

As  smoke,  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 
Before  the  rising  tempest  flies, 
Or  wax  that  melts  before  the  fire. 
So  shall  his  fainting  foes  expire. 

2  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
Praise  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song ; 
He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky, 
His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace, 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 

3  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress ; 
In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 
A  Judge  most  just,  a  Father  kind ;  ^ 
He  breaks  the  captive's  galling  chain. 
And  pq^'ner^  se<?  the  light  m^n^ 


4  His  wondrous  name  and  pow'r  rehcdrst, 
His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse  ; 
Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  iiim  blest, 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest : 
\\  hen  terrors  rise  and  nations  laint, 
God  is  tlie  strength  of  ev'ry  saint. 

Wat  t  s. 

PSALM  LXVIIL   ver.  l7,  18.  S.  P.  L.  M.     £ 

Compared  with  Ephes.  iv.  8,  9,  10. 
The  Ascension  of  Christ,  and  tlie  Gift  of  his  Spirit. 

i  Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filFd  the  sky  ; 
Those  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  state. 

2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there ; 
When  he  proclaim 'd  his  dreadful  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 

3  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
Which  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 

i  Rais'd  bv  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  his  promised  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXVIIl.     Third  Part.     L.  M,    « 
Praise  for  Divine  Care  and  Goodness. 

1  We  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good. 
Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food  ; 
w  ho  pours  his  blessings  from  the  skies, 
And  loads  us  with  his  rich  supplies. 


4) 


94 


PSALM  69. 


PSALM  69. 


95 


2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circiiil  round, 

To  cheer  the  Iruits,  to  warm  the  ground  ; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Relrcsh  ihe  thirsty  eartli  again. 

3  To  his  kind  care  we  owe  our  breatli, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  trom  death  ; 
Satety  and  licahh  to  God  l>elong, 

He  heals  the  sick  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  His  own  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise 
From  death's  dark  shade  to  snig  his  praise  ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 

To  see  his  lace  and  taste  his  love. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXIX.         ('   M 

The  Obedience  and  Death  oi'  Christ. 

1  Father,  I  sing  thy  wondrous  grace, 

I  bless  my  Saviour's  name  ; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame. 

2  His  deep  distress  hatli  rais'd  us  high ; 

His  dutv  and  his  zeal 
Fulfiird  the  Inv  w  hich  mortals  broke. 
And  linishVl  all  tliy  w  ill. 

3  The  sacrifice  lie  ofter'd  once 

Has  bctt(  r  pleas'd  my  God, 
Than  all  the  \ictinisof  tlie  law, 
Than  goats'  or  bullocks'  blood. 

4  This  shall  his  humble  foU'wers  see, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  tht^, 
And  live  for  ever  blest. 


D 


Let  hcav'n,  and  ail  w  ho  dwell  on  high, 

Jp  God  their  \oices  raise  ; 
vV  hiic  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 

And  joint'  advance  the  praise. 

Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God, 
Tii>'  Son  sliall  bless  her  gates  ; 

And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  death, 
For  thy  own  Israel  waits. 

Watts,  altered. 


4 


PSALM  LXIX.     Long  Metre.  b 

Tlic  Sufferings  of  Christ. 

;  i)EEr  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 
The  sorrows  of  our  dying  Lord  ; 
Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 
To  o\XTwhelm  his  holy  soul. 

1  The  Jews  his  brethren,  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  Man  who  check'd  their  sin  ; 
While  he  obey'd  God's  holy  law^s. 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  cause. 

In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
While  hosts  of  hell  and  pow'rs  of  death, 
And  all  the  sons  of  malice  join, 
To  execute  their  vain  design. 

For,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove  ; 
Though  once  upon  the  cross  he  bled, 
Immortal  honours  crowii  his  head. 

Through  Christ  thy  Son  our  guilt  forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live ; 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 

Watts,  varied. 


r 


96 


PSALM  70,  71. 


PSALM  7L 


97 


FSALM  LXX.     Common  Metre,  b 

Protection  against  Enemies. 

1  Great  God,  attend  my  humble  call, 

Nor  hear  my  cries  m  vam ; 

O  let  thy  grace  prevent  my  fall, 

And  still  my  hope  sustain  ! 

2  When  foes  insulting  wound  my  name, 

And  tempt  my  soul  astray  ;   _    . 
Then  let  them  hide  tlieir  face  with  shame. 
To  their  own  plots  a  prey  : 

3  Whilst  nil  who  love  thy  name  rejoice, 

And  glory  in  thy  word,      . 
In  thv  salvation  raise  their  voice. 
To  magnify  the  Lord, 

4  Be  thou  my  help  in  time  of  need, 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  I  pray  ; 
In  mercy  hasten  to  my  aid, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  delay. 


Barlow. 


PSALM  LXXI.      First  Part.     C.  JV/.     b 
Old  Age,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  My  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 

I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  New  wonders,  Lord,  my  eyes  \vd\e  seen 

Witli  each  revolving  year  ;  . 

Thou  know'st  the  days  wliich  yet  reinainj 
I  trust  diem  to  thy  care. 

3  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs^ 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 


^\ho  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
11  God  my  strength  depart  ? 

4  Down  to  the  silent  vale  of  death 

V V  ill  be  my  next  remove ; 

0  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
JJeclare  thy  wondrous  love  ! 

5  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 

1  o  the  surviving  age  ; 
And  leave  a  savour  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

6  By  long  experience  I  have  known 

J  hy  sov'reign  powY  to  save  ; 
At_  thy  command  I  venture  down 
Securely  to  the  grave. 

7  When  I  am  buried  in  the  dust, 
^^  My  flesh  shall  l)e  thy  eare  ; 

1  Ik  so  \vithVing  limbs  with  thee  I  trust, 
1  o  raise  them  strong  and  lair. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXXI.     Second  Part.     C.   J[L     ^ 
Christ  ottr  Strenjrth  and  Righteousness. 

1  ^Iv  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 

VVhen  I  be^nn  thy  praise, 
VV  licTc  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
^  ^  1  he  numbers  of  thy  grace? 

2  Thou  art  m>'  everlasting  trust, 

1  hy  goodness  I  adore  ; 
And  since  1  knew  thy  graces  first, 
1  speiik  thy  glories  more. 

^  *^^A/^T^  ^^^'"^^^  ^^^^^^  ^^^  ^^^^  kngth 
Ot  the  celestial  road. 

Aid  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength 
1  o  see  my  Father,  God. 
9 


PSALM  72. 


*i 


98 

4Wte^l^         with  shame  and  grief 

For  some  remains  of  sm, 
Thy  promises  shall  bnng  reliet. 

And  give  me  peace  withui. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

The  vicfnes  of  my  King  I 
My  soul,  redeemed  from  sm  and  nciu 
Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 

My  Saviour's  dying  bloocl ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  made  my  peace  with  Ooa.^^  ^^^^^ 


PSALM  72. 


99 


PSALM  LXXll.     First  Part.     L.  M. 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Great  God,  whose univmalsvv^^^^ 
All  heav'n  reveres,  all  \yorlds  ol^ey. 
Now  make  the  Saviour's  glo^  known. 
Extend  his  powV,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  sceptre  well  Ixxome  his  hands, 
Angels  submit  to  his  commands ; 
His  justice  shall  protect  the  poor. 
And  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

$  With  powY  he  vindicates  the  just, 
And  treads  th'  oppressor  m  the  dust ; 
His  righteous  government  shalllast. 
Till  days,  and  years,  and  time  be  past. 

4  The  heathen  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  deatn, 
Revl\'e  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
\nd  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 


1 


5  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

Watts,  altered. 

PSALM  LXXII.     Second  Fart.     L.  M     ^ 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

1  Jesus  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  joumies  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Through  him  shall  endless  prayVs  be  made, 
And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 

His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  ev'iy  daily  sacrifice. 

)  From  north  to  south  shall  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
And  barbVous  nations,  at  his  word, 
Sul)mit  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord. 

4  People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  grateful  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

5  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns, 
The  pris'ner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains ; 
The  wean'  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 

|C  Where  he  displays  his  healing  powV, 
The  sting  of  death  is  known  no  more ; 
In  him  the  sons  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 


100 


PSALM  72. 


PSALM  73. 


101 


7  Let  evVy  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  King  ! 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen. 

Watts,  altered. 


PSALM   LXXU.    Third  Part.     L.  M.      HL 
Divine  Influence  compared  to  Rain. 

1  As  show'rs  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
Oar  God  shall  send  liis  Spirit  down  ; 
Eternal  Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  drops  are  thine  ! 

2  Lands  which  beneath  a  burning  sky 
Have  long  been  desolate  and  dry, 
Th'  effusions  of  his  love  shall  share, 
And  sudden  life  and  verdure  wear. 

3  The  dews  and  rains  in  all  their  store, 
Wat'ring  the  pastures  o'er  and  o'er. 
Are  not  so  copious  as  that  grace 
Which  sanctifies  and  saves  our  race. 

4  As  in  soft  silence,  vernal  show'rs 
Descend  and  cheer  the  fainting  flow 'rs  t 
So  in  the  secrecy  of  love, 

Falls  the  blest  influence  from  above. 

5  That  heav'nly  influence  kt  me  find, 
In  holy  silence  of  the  mind  ; 

Whilst  ev'ry  grace  maintains  its  bloom, 
Diffusing  wide  its  rich  perfume. 

6  Nor  let  these  blessings  be  confin'd 
To  me,  but  pour'd  on  all  mankind  ; 
Till  all  the  wastes  in  verdure  rise. 
And  a  new  Eden  bless  our  eyes. 

Rippon's  Collection. 


PSALM  LXXill.     Lonir  Mare.  K 

Dangerous  Prosperhy. 

1  Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  w^as  I, 
To  mourn  and  murmur  and  repine, 

To  seethe  wicked plac'd  on  high, 
And  pride  hi  robes  of  honour  shine. 

2  To  fathom  this,  my  thoughts  1  l^ent, 
But  foiuid  the  case  too  hard  for  me, 
Till  to  the  house  of  God  I  went, 
Then  I  their  end  did  plainly  sec. 

3  However  high  advanc'd,  they  all 
On  slippVy  places  loosely  stand  ; 
Thence  into  ruin  headlong  fall, 
Cast  down  by  thine  almighty  hand. 

4  Their  fancied  joys,  how  fast  they  flee  ! 
Just  like  a  dream,  w  hen  man  awakes  ; 
Their  songs  of  softest  harmony 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  But  still  thy  presence  me  supply'd, 
And  thy  right  hand  directs  my  way  ; 
Thy  counsels.  Lord,  shall  be  my  guide 
To  realms  of  peace  and  endless  day. 

^ Watts  and  Tate. 

PSALM  LXXIH.     Sec.  Part.     C.  M.      ^ 
God  our  Portion. 

1  God,  my  supporter,  and  my  hope, 

My  help  for  ever  near ; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 
When  sinking  in  despair. 

2  Thy  counsels.  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feefe 

Through  this  dark  wilderness ; 
Thy  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 
To  dvvell  before  thy  face. 
9^ 


102 


PSALM  74. 


PSALM  75. 


103 


3  Were  1  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

And  flesh  and  heart  should  faint  ? 
God  is  my  soul's  eternal  rock, 
The  strength  of  ev'rj^  saint. 

5  Behold,  the  sinners  who  remove 

Far  from  thy  presence,  die ;    - 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cr}'. 

6  But  to  draw  near  to  dice,  my  God, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
And  tell  tlic  world  my  joy. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXXIV.    irer.  12,  17.     C.  M 
Divine  Providence. 

1  Parent  of  Nature,  God  supreme  ! 

Thy  works  are  great  and  good  ; 
All  nature  manifests  thy  name, 
The  sky,  the  earth,  the  flood. 

2  Thine  is  the  cheerful  day,  and  thine 

The  dark  return  of  night ; 
Thou  hast  prepar'd  the  sun  to  shine, 
And  ev'ry  feebler  light. 

3  By  thee  each  region  of  the  earth 

In  perfect  order  stands  ; 
The  glowing  south,  the  frozen  north. 
Obey  thy  fix'd  commands. 


m 


4  Thou  didst  divide  th'  Egyptian  sea, 

By  thy  resistless  might, 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  wondrous  way. 
And  then  secure  tlieir  flight. 

5  At  thy  command,  the  solid  rock 

Pour'd  water  from  its  side  ; 
And  thou  didst  lead  thy  cliosen  flock 
Through  Jordan's  parting  tide. 

6  If  nature  owns  its  sov'reign  Lord, 

We  would  ol)ey  thy  will ; 
And  whilst  w  entrust  thy  faithful  word, 
We  sing  thy  praises  still. 

Watts  arnl  Tate,  wiili  variation  and  addition. 


28^ 


PSALM  LXXV.         Long  Metre, 
Power  of  Government  from  God  alone.         ' 
[^Applied  to  the  American  I?€vohtfion.'] 

1  To  thee,  Most  Holy  and  Most  High, 
\ye  render  thanks,  and  sing  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  To  bondage  doom'd,  thy  free-bom  sons 
Beheld  their  foes  indignant  rise  ; 

And,  sore  oppressed  by  earthly  thrones, 
Appeal'd  to  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 

3  Then,  mighty  God,  with  equal  pow'r 
Arose  thy  vengeance  and  thy  grace. 
To  drive  their  legions  from  our  shore. 
And  save  the  men  who  sought  thy  face. 

4  Let  haughty  princes  sink  their  pride, 
Nor  lift  so  high  their  sconiful  head  ; 
But  lay  their  impious  thoughts  aside"^, 
And  own  the  powers  which  God  has  made# 


i 


PSALM  76. 


104 

5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  blow  ; 
But  God  the  Judge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  he  that  lays  another  low. 

6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth 
Shall  raise  a  tyrant  to  the  throne  ; 
Th'  impartial  Sov'reign  of  the  earth 
Will  make  the  rights  of  men  be  known. 

7  His  hand  will  yet  uphold  the  just ; 
And  whilst  he  tramples  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory^  in  the  dust, 
Our  lips  shall  sing  his  praise  aloud. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


PSALM  77. 


105 


PSALM  LXXVI.     Common  Metre.     M  or  b 
God's  guardian  Care  ofhis  People. 

1  In  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known, 

His  name  in  Israel  great ; 
In  Salem  stood  his  sacred  throne, 
And  Sion  was  his  seat. 

2  From  Sion  went  his  dreadful  word, 

And  broke  the  threatening  bow, 
The  spear,  the  arrow,  and  the  sword, 
And  crush'd  th'  Assyrian  foe. 

3  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  else 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey  ? 
The  hill,  on  which  Jehovah  dwells, 
Is  glorious  more  than  they. 

4  What  pow'r  can  stand  before  thy  sight, 

When  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heav'n  shines  round  with  dreadful 
The  earth  lies  still  mi  fears.        [light, 


5  When  God,  by  his  own  sov'reign  grace, 
Api^ears  to  save  th'  oppress'd. 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  praise. 
And  he'll  restrain  the  rest. 


Watts. 


PSALM  LXXVIl.     Common  Metre.        j) 
Comfort  derived  from  ancient  Providences. 


1 


When  overwhelm'd  with  pain  and  grief, 

Beneath  thy  chast'ning  rod, 
Depriv'd  of  comfort  aixi  relief. 

We  look  to  thee,  our  God. 

2  Wilt  thou  for  ever  cast  us  off  ? 

And,\Vill  thy  wratli  prevail  ? 
Hast  thou  forgot  thy  tender  love  ? 
And  will  thy  promise  fail  ? 

3  But  faith  forbids  this  hopeless  thought, 

And  checks  this  doubting  frame  ; 
We  know  the  works  thy  hand  has  wrought, 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same. 

4  Long  did  the  sons  of  Jacob  lie, 

By  Egypt's  yoke  oppress'd ; 
Didst  thou  refuse  to  hear  their  cry, 
And  give  thy  people  rest  ? 

5  In  thine  own  way,  thy  chosen  sheep 
^  Must  hear  thy  mighty  call ; 

Must  venture  through  the  parted  deep, 
Beside  the  liquid  wall. 

6  Strange  was  their  journey  through  the  sea, 

A  path  before  unknown  ! 
Terrors  attend  their  wondrous  way, 
But  mercy  leads  them  on. 


II 


106 


PSALM  78. 


PSALM  78,  79. 


107 


7  Though  trackless  waves  of  oceaii  hide 
Thy  footsteps  from  our  sight, 
We'll  follow  where  thy  hand  shall  guide, 
For  thou  wilt  lead  us  right. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


PSALM  LXXVUI.     First  Part.  CM,  morb 
Heligious  Education  of  Children. 

1  Give  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law, 

Devout  attention  lend ; 
Let  the  instructions  of  my  mouth 
Deep  in  your  hearts  descend. 

2  Mv  tongue,  by  inspiration  taught, 

Shall  parables  untold  ; 
Dark  oracles,  but  understood. 
And  own'd  for  truths  of  old  ; 

3  Which  we  from  sacred  registers 

Of  ancient  times  have  known ; 
And  our  foreflithcTs'  pious  care 
To  us  have  handed  down. 

4  Let  children  leimi  tlic  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old  ; 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

5  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs  ; 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

6  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands  ; 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

*^  Tate  and  Watti. 


PSALM  LXXVUI.     Second  Part.      C.  M. 

Ver.  19,  20.  M  or  b 

A  Table  in  the  Wilderness. 

1  Parent  of  universal  good. 

We  own  thy  bounteous  hand, 
Which  did  so  rich  a  table  spread, 
Ev'n  in  a  desert  land. 

2  Struck  by  thy  powV,  the  flinty  rocks 

In  gushing  torrents  flow  ; 
The  leather'd  wand'rers  of  the  air 
Thy  guiding  instinct  know. 

3  From  pregnant  clouds,  at  thy  command. 

Descends  celestial  bread  ; 
And  by  light  drops  of  pearly  dew 
Are  numerous  armies  fed. 

4  Siipiwrted  thus,  thine  Israel  march 'd, 

The  promised  land  to  gain  ; 

And  shall  thy  children  now  begin 

To  seek  their  God  in  vain  ? 

5  Are  all  thy  stores  exhausted  now  ? 

Or  does  thy  mercy  fail '? 
That  faith  should  languish  in  our  breast, 
And  anxious  care  prevail ! 

6  Ye  base,  unworthy  fears,  begone, 

And  wide  disperse  in  air  ; 
For  we  deserve  our  Father's  rod, 
When  w^e  distrust  his  care. 

DoDSRIDGEi 


PSALM  LXXLX.     Long  Metra 
The  Devastation  of  War. 

1  Behold,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes 
Our  peaceful  heritage  invade  J 


108 


PSALM  80. 


PSALM  8L 


109 


Their  lawless  tribute  they  impoii€. 
And  in  the  dust  our  towns  are  laid. 

2  To  ravenous  birds,  our  flesh  they  gave, 
Slaugliter'd  on  fields  with  crniison  dy  d ; 
The  cheap  indulgence  ol  a  grave 

Is  by  inhuman  foes  deny'd. 

3  How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  wp  endure | 
Wilt  thou  not  hear  the  captive's  cry  ^ 
Rescue,  by  thine  almighty  pow  r 

The  trembling  wretch  condemn'd  to  die. 

4  Remember  not  our  former  guilt, 
But  save  us  by  thy  boundless  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  wastes  again  be  built, 
And  all  our  mouths  be  fill'd  with  praist. 

^j^^^^^j  j.^.^^  Barlow 


PSALM  LXXX.     Long  Metre.  I 

The  Vineyard  of  God  laid  wasl^i. 

1  Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 
Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell 
And  lead  the  trilies,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  aixl  tlie  deep  : 

2  Thy  church  deserted  now  appears  ; 
Shine  from  on  high,  dispel  our  fears ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore. 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  Hast  thou  not  planted  with  thy  hand, 
A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land  ^ 

Did  not  thy  powV  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground  ^ 

4  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 
And  bless  thy  people  with  its  iruit . 
But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  see 
Thv  mourning  vine,  thy  lovely  tree  I 


5  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defuc'd  ? 
Why  are  its  fences  thus  laid  waste  ? 
Its  fruit  expos'd  beside  the  way, 
To  each  rapacious  hand  a  prey  ? 

6  Return,  O  God,  thy  flice  incline, 
Return,  and  viait  this  thy  vine  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  fice  display. 
And  grief  and  fear  shall  fly  away. 

Watts  and  Merrick. 


PSALM  LXXXI.     Short  Metre, 
Spiritual  Blessings  and  Punishments. 


^ 


1  Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud. 

And  make  a  joyful  noise  : 
God  is  our  strength,  our  Saviour  God, 
Let  Israel  hear  his  voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

''  Preserve  my  ^\'orship  clean  ; 
"  I  am  the  Lord  who  set  thee  free 
"  From  slavery  and  sin. 

3  '*  Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 

"  And  ril  supply  them  well ; 
**  But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 
"  If  Israel  will  rebel, 

4  "  ril  leave  them,  saith  the  Lord, 
^^  "  To  their  own  lusts  a  prey  ; 

*'  And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road» 
"  'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 

5  "  Yet,  O  that  all  my  saints 

*'  Would  hearken  to  my  voice  ! 
"  Soon  would  I  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
**  And  make  their  hearts  rejoice. 
10 


110 


PSALM  82. 


PSALM  83,  84. 


Ill 


ii 


6  "  Whilst  I  destroy  tlieir  foes, 

-  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock  ;        J^^^^^^^^ 
•*  And  they  should  taste  the  stream  that 
''  From  their  eternal  Rock.       ^^^^, 

PSALM  LXXXII.     Common  Metre.        b 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 

1  God  in  the  great  assembly  stands, 

And,  with  impartial  eye,  ^ 

Beholds  how  rulers  use  their  pow  r, 
And  does  their  actions  try. 

2  When  justice  reigns,  and  right  prcvai 

The  Judge  their  virtue  loves  ; 
But  when  iniquity  abounds, 
Their  deeds  he  disapproves. 

3  The  flnthful  voice  of  conscience  speaks 

In  silence  to  their  mind—  , 
"  How  long  will  ye  unjustly  judge, 
"  And  be  to  sinners  kind  ^ 

4  "  Protect  the  humble,  help  the  poor, 

"  The  fatherless  defend  ; 
''  Dare  not  the  widow  to  oppress, 

''  And  be  the  suft'rer's  friend. 
%  "  Remember,  though  your  seat  is  high, 

"  Your  title,  gods  on  earth, 
"  Your  heads  must  in  the  grave  be  laid, 

"  Like  men  of  humbler  birth. 
6  "  Your  publick  acts  and  private  deeds 

''  Will  into  judgment  come  ; 
*'  And  from  my  lips  must  each  receive 

-'  The  most  impart  ml  doom. 


7  Arise,  O  God,  thy  sacred  truth 
Through  all  the  earth  display ; 
Till  ev'rj^  nation  shall  behold 
And  own  thy  righteous  sway. 

Altered  from  Tate. 


I 


3 


ct 


PSALM  LXXXIII.     Short  Metre.         t) 
Complaint  against  Persecutors. 

And  will  the  God  of  grace 

Perpetual  silence  keep  ?         [wolves. 
When  bloody  men,   more  fierce  than 

Devour  his  harmless  sheep  ? 
2  Against  thy  feeble  flock 

Their  counsels  they  employ ; 
And  malice  with  her  watchful  eye 

Pursues  them  to  destroy. 

Come,  let  us  join,  they  say, 
To  extirpate  the  race ; 
Till  dark  oblivion  shall  prevail, 
Their  mem'ry  to  efface.*' 

4  Awake,  Almighty  God, 

And  disapfjoint  their  aim. 
Make  them  like  chaflf  before  the  wind. 
Or  stubble  to  the  flame  I 

5  Then  shall  the  nations  know 

That  glorious  faithful  word, 
"  No  human  counsels  or  device 
Can  stand  against  the  Lord.*' 

Altered  from  Watts. 


PSALM  LXXXIV.     Long  Metre,         : 
The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

1 1  Great  God,  attend,  while  Zion  sings 
The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs ; 


112 


PSALM  84. 


To  spend  0:«e  day  with  tiice  on  cardi, 
ExcLvdh  a  thousand  days  of  mirth. 

2  'Ilie  hp-JTOw  cli'XJses  where  to  rest, 
And  for  her  \ oung  pro\kles  a  nest  ; 
Bui  will  my 'God  to  sparrows  grant 
Tiiose pleasures  which  liis  children  want'^ 

3  Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place 
Withi  i  th>'  house,  O  God  of  hi;  ice,  ^ 
Not  tevits  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  i)Ow'r, 
Sliould  tempt  me  to  desert  thy  door. 

4  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day. 
Clod  is  our  Sliield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin, 
From  f(x:s  witliout,  and  foes  within. 

5  Ail  tieedfnl  grace  will  Gcxl  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too ; 
Fit.'  ifivcs  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  irom  upright  souls. 

6  Blest  are  the  men,  vyliose  steadfast  mind 
To  Zion's  gate  issull  incliiiM  ; 

God  is  their  strength,  and  through  die  road 
Tliey  lean  upon  their  helper,  (lod. 

7  Chit!rful  they  walk  wilh  grou  i:ig  strength, 
Till  all  sliall  meet  in  heav'ii  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  fice  appe.r, 

And  join  in  nobler  ivorship  there. 

Watts. 

PSALM  hXXXIV.     First  Part.     C.  M.     M 
Dclig-lit  in  divine  Ordinancis. 

I  My  heart  and  ik'sh  cry  out  for  thee, 
Whir  tar  from  thine  abode  ; 
Wlieii  sliall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 
My  Sa\  iour  and  my  God  ? 


PSALM  84. 


113 


2  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

^  And  hear  diy  gracious  voice. 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  employ'd 
•In  sin's  voluptuous  joys. 

3  Much  rather  in  God's  house,  would  I 
^   The  meanest  office  take. 

Than  in  the  wealthy  tents  of  sin 
My  splendid  dwelling  make. 

1  For  God,  who  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Will  grace  and  glory  give  ; 
And  no  good  thing  will  he  withhold 
From  them  who  justly  live. 

5  O  God,  whom  heav'nly  hosts  obey, 
How  highly  blest  is  he, 
Whose  hope  and  trust,  securely  plac'd, 
Are  still  repos'd  on  thee  ! 

G  O  could  I  o'er  the  spacious  land 
And  sea  extend  my  sway, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

Tate  and  Watts, 


PSALM  LXXXIV.  Second  Part.  C.  M.    ^ 
Delight  in  divine  Ordinances. 

1  O  Lord,  how  worthy  of  our  love 

Is  that  delightful  place. 
Where  we  can  meet  to  pray  and  hear 
Thy  word  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

2  Our  longing  soul  faints  with  desire 

To  ti-ead  that  blest  abode  ; 
Our  panting  heart  and  flesh  cry  out 
For  thee,  the  living  God. 

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114 


PSALM  84. 


PSALM  85. 


115 


3  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  sk;es 

His  saving  powV  displays, 
And  light  breaks  in  upoii  oup  eyes, 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 

4  The  birds,  more  happy  fir  than  we, 

Around  thy  temple  throng ; 
Securely  there  they  build,  and  there 
Securely  hatch  their  young. 

5  Thrice  happy  they,  whose  choice  has  thee 

Their  sure  protection  made  ; 
Who  love  to  tread  the  sacred  ways, 
Whicli  to  thy  temple  lead. 

6  Thus  tliey  proceed  l)y  various  steps, 

And  still  approach  more  near, 
Till  all  on  Zion's  hcav'nly  mount. 
Before  their  God  appear. 

Tate  and  Watts  with  variation. 


PSALM  LXXXIV.     Hallelujah  Metre,     m 
The  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

1  L  0  R  D  of  the  worlds  above, 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  are ! 

1  o  thine  abode  My  heart  aspires, 

\V  ith  warm  desires,    To  see  my  God. 

2  The  sparrow  for  her  young, 
With  pleasure  seeks  a  nest, 
And  wandVing  svrallows  long 
To  find  their  wonted  rest ; 

With  equal  zeal,    Lord,  I  would  wait, 
Within  thy  gate,    And  with  thee  dwell 

3  To  spend  one  sacred  day 
Where  God  and  saints  abidq? 


Affords  diviner  joy, 

Than  tliousand  days  beside  ; 
Where  God  resorts,    I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door        Than  shine  in  courts. 

4  O  fiappy  souls  thut  pray 
Whi  re  God  appoints  to  liear  ! 

0  happy  nun  that  p\v 
Their  constant  ser\  ice  there ! 

Thiy  praise  thee  stiil,     Aiid  happy  they, 
W  ho  inid  the  v\  ay  To  Zion's  hill. 

5  They  go  from  strength  to  strci  j^th, 

1  hrough  this  dark  vale  of  tear^, 
1  111  each  arrives  at  length. 

Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
?,  glorious  seat  !       \Vhen  God  our  King 
Shall  thither  bring    Our  wiliij^r  -het ! 

____^_^  Watts. 

PSALM  LXXXV.     Common  Metre,       5 
Prayer  fop  Publick  Deliverance. 

^  '^?7./^^^"r'  gracious  Lord,  display, 
vV  hich  we  have  long  implor'd  ; 
Ar^  for  thy  wondrous  mercy's  sake, 
riiy  heav'nly  aid  :;fford. 

2  Thine  answer  patiently  v/e'll  wait ; 

ror  thou  with  glad  suctt  ss, 
If  they  no  more  to  folly  turn, 
Thy  mourning  saints  wilt  bless. 

3  To  those,  who  fear  thy  holy  name 

Is  thy  salvation  near  ; 
And  in  its  former  happy  state, 
Our  nation  shall  appear. 

4  For  niercy  now  with  tnith  is  joinU 

And  righteousness  with  peace ; 


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PSALM  85. 


PSALM' 86,  87. 


117 


Those  kind  companions,  absent  long, 
With  friendly  arms  embrace. 

5  Truth  from  the  earth,  like  fairest  flow'rs. 

Shall  spring  and  bloom  around  ; 
And  justice,  from  her  heav'nly  seat, 
Behold  and  bless  the  ground. 

6  The  Lord  will  on  our  land  bestow 

Whatever  thing  is  good  ; 
The  soil  in  plenty  shall  produce 
Her  fruits  to  be  our  lood. 

7  Before  him  righteousness  sliiU  go, 

And  liis  just  path  prepare  ; 
Whilst  n  e  his  sacred  steps  pursue 
With  constant  zeal  and  care. 

MiLTOs   and  TAif 


Long  Mctn. 


PSALM  LXXXV. 

Salvation  by  Christ. 

1  Salvation  is  for  ever  nigh 

The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord  ; 
And  grace,  descending  i'thm  on  high, 
The  hope  of  glory  shall  aftord. 

2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met,    [heay'n ; 
Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  Irom 
By  his  obedience  so  complete,    ^ 
Justice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  giv  n. 

3  Now  truth  and  virtue  shall  abound, 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 

And  heav'nly  influence  bless  the  ground, 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before. 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God  ; 

Our  wand'ring  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

WATT  J 


FSALM  LXXXVI.     Commoa  Metre.       >K 
(See  Hymn  LIV.) 
The  Greatness  and  Goodness  of  God. 

1  Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee, 

U  Lord,  alone  divine  ! 
Nor  IS  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Nor  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  Therefore  their  great  Creator,  thee, 

All  nations  shall  adore  ; 
1  heir  long  misguided  pray'rs,  and  praise, 
1  o  thy  great  name  restore. 

3  All  shall  confess  thee  great,  and  great 

1  he  \vonders  thou  hast  done  ; 
1  liey  shall  confess  thee  God  supreme, 
Coiiicss  thee  God  alone. 

4  Not  only  great,  but  good  thou  ait, 
^   And  ready  to  forgive  ; 

Thy  mc'i  c\  hears  tiic  penitent, 
And  bids  the  sinner  live. 

5  To  nn-  repeatcij,  humble  prayV, 

O  Lord,  attentive  be  ! 
In  trouble,  I  on  thee  will  call, 
r  or  thou  wilt  answer  me. 

6  To  me,  ^vho  daily  thee  invoke, 

Thy  mercy.  Lord,  extend  ; 
lldxxsh  thy  serviuit's  soul,  whose  hopes 
Ua  uiee  alone  depend. 

^'^"^^  ^"'^  '^ATE  with  alterations. 


PSALM  LXXXVIL     Long  Metre. 

The  Church  the  Biith  Place  of  Saints. 

(On  opening:  a  new  place  of  worship.) 

1  And  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
On  earth  establish  his  abode  ^^ 


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PSALM  88. 


PSALM  88. 


119      f 


And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne, 
Avow  our  temples  as  his  own  ? 

2  We  bring  the  tribute  of  our  praise, 
And  sing  that  condescending  grace 
Which  to  our  notes  will  lend  an  ear, 
And  call  us,  sinful  mortals,  near. 

3  Our  Fadier's  watchful  care  we  l^less, 
Which  guards  our  synagogues  in  peace. 
That  no  tumultuous  foes  invade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread. 

4  These  walls,  we  to  thy  honour  raise, 
Long  mav  they  echo  with  thy  praise  ; 
And  thou  descending  fill  the  place, 
With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

5  Here  kt  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 
With  all  the  graces  of  his  tram ; 
Whilst  pow'r  divine  his  word  attends, 
To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends. 

6  And  in  the  great  decisive  flay, 
When  God  the  nations  sliall  survey, 
May  it  before  the  world  appear, 
Thousands  were  bom  to  glory  here. 

DODDRI  PGE. 


PSALM  LXXXVni.     Ver.  10.     L.  M     « 
Eeanimation- 
(Adapted  to  the  desi«:n  of  Ihmane  Societies.] 

1  From  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  death, 
Do  we  receive  onr  vitid  l)reath  ; 

And,  at  thv  sovereign  call,  resign 
That  vital  breath,  that  gift  divine. 

2  Wilt  thou  show  wonders  to  the  dead  "^ 
Wilt  thou  revive  the  lifeless  head  ? 


And,  from  the  sik-ice  of  the  grave, 
Wilt  thou  the  wretched  victim  save  ? 

3  Such  wonders,  formerly  unknown, 
Thy  providence  to  us  hath  shown  ; 
To  feeble  man  thou  dost  imp:irt 
The  plastick,  life- redeeming  art. 

4  We  bless  thee  for  the  skill  and  pow'r, 
From  death's  appearance  to  restore 
This  nice  machine  of  curious  frame, 
And  light  again  the  vital  flame. 

5  May  evVy  life  by  thee  rcstor'd 
Be  consecrated  to  the  Lord  ; 

May  pious  love  inspire  each  breast, 
Which  has  thy  saving  hand  confessed. 

6  Again  they  must  resign  their  breath, 
And  sink  beneath  the  stroke  of  death  ; 
When  from  that  death  they  shall  revive, 
May  each  with  thee  in  glory  live. 


PSALM  LXXXVIII.     Six  Line  L.  M      5 
On  the  Death  of  Friends. 

I  O  God  of  my  salvation,  hear 
My  nightly  groans,  my  daily  pray'r. 

That  still  employ  my  wasting  breath ; 
My  soul,  declining  to  the  grave, 
Inijplores  thy  sov'reign  powY  to  save 

From  dark  despair  and  gloomy  death. 
-  Thy  wrath  lies  heavy  on  my  soul, 
And  waves  of  sorrow  o'er  me  roll. 

Whilst  dust  and  silence  spread  the  gloom; 
My  friends  belov'd,  in  happier  days, 
i  he  dear  companion  of  my  ways, 

Descend  around  me  to  the  tomb. 


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PSALM  89. 


121 


;  As  lost  in  lonely  grief  I  tread 
The  silent  mansions  of  the  dead, 

Or  to  some  throng'd  assembly  go  ; 
Through  all  alike  I  rove  alone, 
Forgotten  here,  and  there  unknoA\  n, 
The  change  renews  my  piercing  wo. 
i  Wilt  thou  neglect  my  mournful  call  ? 
Or  who  shall  profit  b\'  my  fall, 

When  life  departs  and  love  expires  ? 
Can  dust  and  darkness  pniisc  the  Lord, 
Or  wake  and  brighten  at  his  word. 
To  join  the  high  angelic  choirs? 
:■;  My  friends  arc  gone,  my  comforts  fled  ; 
The  sad  remembrance  ol  the  dead 

Recals  my  wandering  thoughts  to  mourn , 
But  through  each  im^lancholy  day, 
1  call  on  thee,  and  still  will  pray, 
Imploring  still  thy  kind  return. 

Barlow- 

PSALM  I.XXXIX.     First  Part.     C.  M.     ^ 

A  blessed  Gospel. 

1  Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  kno\\ 

Tlie  gospel's  joyful  soimd  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  die  path  they  go, 
And  liglit  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  jov  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Througli  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  promises  exalt  their  hope, 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 

3  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gi\'es  ; 
Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.     Sec.  Part.  C.  M,   m  or  b 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
,,  ^>nd  made  his  mercy  known  : 

^iniiers,  behold  your  help  is  laid 
On  my  beloved  Son. 

2  "  Behold  the  Man  my  wisdom  chose, 

u  Ti A^^o^ff  your  mortal  race  ; 

!f  Vj.."^'l^  }^y  holy  oil  o'erflows, 
1  he  I^pirit  of  my  grace. 

3  "  High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 
^      My  people's  better  King  ; 

My  arm  shall  i)ut  his  rivals  down, 
And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

t  "  ';)^Iy  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way. 

While  in  my  name,  through  earth  and 
oe  shall  in  trniniph  ride. 

'  ''  :V^^T^'^^"n  J:^'^^th^»' ^^"^1  J"^  God, 
rlc  shall  for  e\'er  own  ; 

-  Call  me  his  Rock,  his  High  Abode, 
And  1 11  support  my  Son. 

'i  "  My  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 
^^      At  my  right  hand  shall  sit ; 
licneatli  him  angels  know  their  place. 
And  princes  at  his  feet. 

7  ''  My  cov  "nant  stands  for  ever  fast, 
iViy  promises  are  strong  ; 
l;irm  as  the  heav'n  his  throne  shall  last, 
iriis  seed  endure  as  long." 


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PSALM  89. 


PSALM  89. 


123 


PSALM  LXXXIX.     3d  Part.  C.  M.      ^  or  b 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  "  Yet  (saith  the  Lord)  if  David'8  race, 

**  The  children  of  my  Son, 
"  Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace,. 
"  And  tempt  my  anger  down  ; 

2  "  Their  sins  Til  visit  with  the  rod, 

"  And  make  dieir  folly  smart ; 
"  But  never  cease  to  be  their  God, 
"  Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

3  "My  cov'nant  I  will  not  revoke, 

"  But  keep  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
"  And  what  eternal  Love  hath  spoke, 
"  Eternal  Truth  shall  bind. 

4  "  Once  have  I  sworn  (I  need  no  more) 

"  And  plcdg'd  my  holiness, 
"  To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure 
"  To  David  and  his  race. 

5  "  The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 

'*  And  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 
"  Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies, 
"  To  give  the  nations  day. 

6  "  Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
"  His  kingdom  shall  endure, 
Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  liffht 
"  Shall  be  observ'd  no  more." 

Watt? 


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PSALM  LXXXIX.    Six  Line  Long  Metre,     h 
Life,  Death,  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man  !  ^ 
How  few  his  hours,  how  short  the  span  . 
Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave  : 


Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  pow'r  to  save  ? 

2  Lord,  shall  it  be  for  ever  said, 

''  The  race  of  men  was  only  made 

*'  For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust  ?'^ 
Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 
bent  to  the  grave,  and  turn'd  to  clay  ? 
Lord,  Where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just  ? 

3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
Aiid  all  his  seed,  a  heav'nly  crown  ? 

But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair  • 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
1  hat  faith  can  read  thy  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
VVho  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach,  and  pain : 
Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love 

And  each  repeat  their  loud  Jmen. 

—— — ■  Watts. 

PSALM  LXXXIX.     First  Part.     Long  Metre.    M 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  For  ever  shall  my  song  record 
liie  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  : 
Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  stand 
Like  hcav'n,  establish'd  by  his  hand. 

I  ^  .Tfe?  l^  i^^s  Son  he  swore,  and  said, 
I    ^^  With  thcje  my  covenant  is  made ; 
^^  liithee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 
Uory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 


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PSALM  89. 


PSALM  90. 


125 


3  "  Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest, 
*'  Thy  cliildren  shall  be  ever  blest ; 

"  Thou  art  my  chosen  King,  thy  thronr 
"  Shall  stand  eternal,  as  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  saints  abo\'e, 
"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  ; 

Celestial  powVs  thy  subjects  arc  ; 
Then  what  can  earth  w  ith  thee  compare 

5  "  David,  my  servant,  whom  I  chose 

"  To  guard  mv  flock,  to  crush  my  fws, 
*'  And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
*'  Was  but  the  shadow  of  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  sing 
Jesus  her  Saviour,  and  her  King  ; 
Angels  his  heav'nly  honours  show, 
And  saints  declare  his  works  below. 

Watts. 


PSALM  LXXXIX.     Sec.  Fart.     L.  M.     M  or  b 
Divine  Sovereignty,  and  Publick  Worship. 

1  What  seraph  of  celestial  birth. 
To  vie  with  Israel's  God  shall  dare  ? 
Or  who  among  the  sons  of  earth. 
Can  with  the  mighty  God  comirare  ? 

2  I.ord  God  of  armies,  who  can  lioust 

Of  strength  and  powV  like  thiue  renown  d 

Of  sue  n  a  numVous  faithful  host 

As  that  \vhich  does  thy  throne  surround  • 

3  Thou  dost  the  raging  sea  control, 
And  change  tlie  surface  of  the  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
Thou  mak'st  the  rolling  billows  sleep  ! 

4  In  thee,  the  sov'reign  right  remains 
Of  earth  and  heav'n  ;  thee,  Lord  alotic. 


The  vvorld,  and  all  that  it  contains, 
Their  Maker  and  Preserver  own. 

5  Happy,  thrice  happy  they,  who  hear 
The  sacred  trumpet's  joyful  sound ; 
And  who  among  thy  saints  appear, 
With  thy  most  glorious  presence  crown'd. 

6  With  rev'rence  and  religious  dread, 
Thy  saints  will  to  thy  temple  press ; 

Thy  fear  through  all  their  hearts  shall  spread, 
Who  thy  most  holy  name  confess. 

, Tate. 

PSALM  XC.         Common  Metre.         5 
Gods  Eternity,  and  Man's  Mortality. 

1  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 

From  everlasting,  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

2  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust, 

"  Return,  ye  sons  of  men  ;" 
All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again. 

3  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  ev'ning  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

4  Time,  like  an  ever-running  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 

5  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  three  score  years  and  ten ; 
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And  all  beyond  that  short  account 
Is  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain. 
6  Then  let  us  learn  the  heavenly  art, 
T'  improve  the  hours  \v  e  have  ; 
That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 
And  live  beyond  the  grave. 


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FSALM  XC.  f  ^^^^-r  Metre.     M  or  ^ 

Divine  Protection  thruuijn  every  Age. 

1  Thou,  Lord,  thro'  ev'ry  changinc;  scene. 
Hast  to  the  saints  a  refuge  been  ; 
Thro'  evVy  age,  eternal  God, 

Their  pleasing  home,  their  sate  abode. 

2  In  thee  our  fathers  souglit  their  rest, 
And  were  with  thy  protection  blest  ; 
Though  ia  the  shade  of  death  thev  he. 
They'll  rise  and  dwell  abo\e  the  sk\-. 

3  Behold  their  sons,  a  teeble  race  ! 
We  come  to  till  our  fathers  place  ; 
Our  helpless  state  with  pity  \ie\\, 
And  let  us  sliare  their  reluge  too. 

4  Through  all  tlie  thorny  paths  x\e  tread. 
Ere  we  are  numl)cr'd  with  t lie  dead  ; 
When  friends  desert,  and  foes  inv  u^le. 
Be  thou  our  all-sutiicient  aid. 

5  So  w  hen  this  pilgrimage  is  oVr, 

And  we  must  dwell  on  earth  no  more  . 
To  thee,  great  God,  mav  we  ascend, 
And  find  an  everlasting  Friend. 

6  To  diee  our  inflmt  race  w^e'll  lea\  e, 
Them  may  their  fathers'  God  receive  i 
That  voioes,  yet  unform'd,  may  raise 
Succeeding  hymns  of  humble  praise. 

DODDBIDCe. 


PSALM  XC.        Short  Metre.  ^ 

The  Shortness  of  Life. 

1  LoRD,\vhata  feeble  piece 

Is  tliis  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis. 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  I 

2  Alas,  tlie  [)ritde  clay 

That  built  our  body  first  I 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day, 
1  is  mouldVing  back  to  dust. 

.?  Then,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

A\'e'll  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
V\  e'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  tliem  speed  their  flight. 
^  They^ll  sooner  waft  us  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
I  hen  sliall  we  reach  the  peaceftil  shore 
Of  blest  eternitv. 

Watts. 


PSALM  XCL      Common  Metre.     ]&  or  ^ 
Divine  Protection,  Resignation  and  Gratitude. 

1  When  I  survey  lift's  varied  scene, 

Amidst  tlie  darkest  hours, 
Bright  rays  of  comfort  shine  between. 
And  thorns  are  mix'd  with  flow'rs.' 

2  This  thought  can  all  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  ; 
No  harm  can  ever  reach  my  soul, 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye. 

3  \Vhate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O  give  me  strength  to  bear  ! 


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PSALM  93. 


And  let  me  know  my  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

4  If  pain  and  sickness  rend  this  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart ; 
Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same, 
To  cheer  my  drooping  heart  ? 

5  Is  blooming  health  my  happy  share  ; 

O  may  I  bless  my  God  ! 
Thy  goodness  let  my  song  declare, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

6  While  such  delightful  gifts  as  these 

Are  kindly  dealt  to  me. 
Be  all  m\'  hours  of  health  and  ease 
Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

7  If  cares  and  sorrows  me  surround. 

Their  pow'r  why  should  I  fear? 
My  inward  i)eacc  they  cannot  wound. 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

8  Thy  sovVeign  ways  are  all  unknown 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight ; 
Yet  let  my  soul,  adoring,  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

PSALM  \Cl\.     Long    Metre.  1 

For  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  Welcome,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest ; 
No  mortal  cares  shall  fill  my  breast ; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

2  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine 
How  deep  thy  counsels,  how  divine ! 


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3  Fools  never  raise  their  thoughtTso  high, 
Like  brutes  tliey  live,  like  brutes  they  die  ' 
Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  diy  breath 
Command  them  to  the  shade  of  death. 

4  But  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 

VV  lien  grace  hath  purify'd  my  heart, 

And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed. 

Like  holy  oil,  to  cheer  my  head. 
"»  ^i"'  "ly  uorst  enemy  before, 

bliall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more  ; 

My  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 

JNor  Satan  break  my  peace  again. 
6  J//en  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 

All  1  desir'd  or  wish'd  below  ; 

And  evVy  pow'r  find  full  employ 

In  that  etermil  world  of  joy. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XCIIL       Long  Metre.     E  or  5 
Divine  Sovereig^nty  and  Holiness. 

1  Th  e  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns, 
h\  robes  of  majesty  array 'd  ; 

1  he  earth  s  foundation  he  sustains. 
And  rules  the  world  his  hand  hath  made. 

2  Kre  rolling  seas  began  to  move, 

Or  the  blue  heav'ns  were  stretch'd  abroad 
1  hy  sacred  throne  was  fix'd  above  • 
I  rem  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

i  Tlie  floods,  O  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice. 
And  toss  their  troubled  uaves  on  high  : 
mit  God  above  can  still  the  noise. 
And  make  the  angr>^  sea  comply. 

i  Jhy  righteous  laws,  O  Lord,  are  sure ; 
And  tJiose  who  m  thy  presence  dwell, 


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That  happy  station  to  secure, 
Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 

Tate  and  Steele. 

FSAL!\l   XCUI.     Particular  Metre,  M 

Divine  Power,  the  Church's  Safety, 

1  The  Lord  Jeho\'ah  reigns, 

And  royal  state  maintains  ; 

His  head  with  aw  ful  glories  crown'd  ; 
Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  sovVeign  might, 

And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 

The  \vorld  securely  stands, 
And  skies  and  stars  olx^y  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  In  vain  the  noisy  crowd, 

Like  billow  s  fierce  and  loud, 
Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 

in  vain,  w  ith  angry  spite. 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore. 

4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  pow'rs  engage. 
Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky  ; 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madness  down  ; 
Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high. 

5  Thy  promises  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ;  [move ; 

There  fix'd,    thy  church  shall  ne'er  re- 


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Thy  saints  with  holy  fear 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear. 

And  smg  thine  everlasting  love. 


Watts. 


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PSALM  XCIV.     Common  Metre.  i 

Against  wicked  Rulers. 

1  How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  wicked  men 

In  splendid  triumph  ride  ? 
How  long  shall  haugfity  tyrants  reign, 
By  violence  and  pride  ? 

2  They  say,  "  tlie  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears 

vV  hen  w  ill  the  fools  be  w  ise  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf  wlio  form'd  their  ears  ? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  thoughts  are  vain, 

And  they  shall  feel  his  powV  ; 
His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain, 
In  some  distressing  hour. 

4  Pow'rs  of  iniquity  may  rise. 

And  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 
But  God,  my  refuge,  rules  the  skies, 
He  will  defend  my  cause. 

5  When  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 

Within  my  bosom  roll, 
Thy  grace,  which  pardons  all  my  fliults, 
Shall  cheer  my  drooping  soul. 

6  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 

^  And  to  his  duty  draw  ; 
Thy  scourges  make  thy  children  wise, 
^  When  they  forget  thy  law. 

'  ^*^T^^^  ^^'^^*  "^^  ^^^^  ^^  ^^^  ^^'"^^^ 
Nor  his  own  promise  break  ; 


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He  pardons  his  inheritance, 
For  his  own  mercy's  sake. 


Watts. 


PSALM  XCV.       Common  Metre.         Jf 
Before  Prajer. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  Jehovali's  name, 
And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  a|)proach  his  awful  tliroiie, 
^    And  psalms  of  honour  sing  ; 

The  great  Jehovah  reigns  alone, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know 

How  mean  their  natures  seem, 
Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compard  w  ith  him. 

1.  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  spacious  liand  ; 
He  fix'd  the  seas  what  l)oundsto  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 

5  Come,  and  w  ith  humble  souls  adore, 

Come,  kneel  before  his  lace  ; 
O  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow  V 
Be  children  of  his  grace  ! 

6  Now  is  the  time,  he  bends  his  ear, 

And  waits  for  our  request  ; 
Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  and  s\\  cai 
'*  V(  shall  not  set!  my  rest." 

Watts. 


PSALM  95. 


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PSALM  XCV.     First  Part.     L.  M 
Publick  Worship. 

I  p  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing. 
Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  • 
Jor  we  our  voices  high  should  raise' 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise  ! 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
1  o  thank  him  for  his  favours  past ; 
Ip  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
1  he  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs  : 

3  For  God,  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  state 
h  with  unrivall'd  glorj^  great ; 
A  King,  superior  far  to  all 
\\  iiom  by  the  iiilc  goc/s,  we  call. 

4  Tlie  depths  of  earth  are  in  his  hand 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command  ; 

1  lie  strength  of  hills  that  threat  the  skies 
Siil)jccted  to  his  empire  lies. 

5  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abvss 

^y  the  same  sov'reign  riglit'is  his  ; 
1  IS  nioy  d  by  that  Almighty  hand, 
V\  Inch  formal  and  fix'd  the  solid  land. 

1^  ?  ^*;^"^  ^o  J"s  courts  repair, 
A!k!  bow  with  adoration  there  ' 
U'm  a  0!i  (uir  kne(  s  devoutly  all 
Btlore  th.'  Lord  our  AL^ker  flill. 


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PSAI.M  XCV.     Sec.  PaTTXl/: 

Canaan  lost  throug-Ii  Unbelief. 

\Vh/.'k'''^S"''**'"'^  '•''^'^''-^^  the  Lord, 
U  ho  IramVl  our  natures  by  his  word  • 


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He  is  our  Shepherd,  we  the  sheep 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

2  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day. 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey  ; 
iNor  let  our  hardened  hearts  provoke, 
Like  Israel,  the  avenging  stroke. 

3  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "How  false  they  prove, 
*'  Forget  my  powV,  abuse  my  love  I 

"  Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear 
"  Their  feet  shall  ne\  cr  enter  there.' ' 

4  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread. 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels,  dead  ; 
Attend  the  offer'd  p:race  to-day, 

Nor  lose  the  bk        :  by  delay. 

5  Seize  the  kind  promise  while  it  waits. 
And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  take  the  i)romis'd  rest ; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

Watts. 


PSALM  Xr\„     S-    rf  Metre. 
Before  a    Sermon, 


M. 


1  Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 

And  hymns  of  glory  sing  ; 
Jehovah  is  the  sovVeign  Gorl, 
The  universal  King. 

2  He  fbrm'd  the  deeps  unknown, 

He  gave  the  seas  their  fjoiind  ; 
The  watYy  worlds  iire  all  his  ou  iu 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 

3  Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own. 
He  form'd  us  by  his  word. 


4  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

5  But  if  your  ears  refuse 

The  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  stubborn  Jews, 
1  hat  unbelieving  race — 

6  The  Lord,  in  anger  drest; 

^^  Will  lift  his  hand  and  swear, 

*T  c"u'  u\^  despis'd  my  promised  rest, 
on^ill  have  no  portion  there." 

_-___ -»-____ Watt^. 

PSALM  XCVI.      Six  line  L.  M,         k 
Universal  Praise. 

1  Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
1  o  smg  a  lofty  psalm  of  praise, 

And  bless  the  great  Jehovah's  name  : 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know , 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show. 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pniise  be  great 
V\  ho  sits  on  high  enthron'd  in  state  ;' 

1  hose  gods  the  heathen  w  odd  adore 
hi  vam  pretend  to  sov'reign  powV  ;  ' 

He  only  rules  who  made  the  heav'n. 
Ti  He  fram'd  the  globe,  he  spread  the  sky 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high  ;      ' 

He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  • 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light, 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair  ! 


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4  Let  heav'n  be  j?lad,  let  earth  rejoice, 
Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 

Proclaiming  loud,  "Jehovah  reigns  !" 
For  joy  let  fertile  vallies  sing, 
And  tuneful  groves  their  tribute  bring 

To  him,  whose  powV  the  world  sustains. 

5  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour. 
When  earth  shall  own  his  sovereign  pow'r, 

And  barbVous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  shall  the  universe  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness. 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

Ta  I B  and  Watts,  united  and  varied. 

Ill    ••  ••  ••  

PSALM  XCVll.  Long  Metre,    M 

Graca  and  Glory. 

1  Th^  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high. 
O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  skjr ; 
Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice. 
And  hosts  celestial  join  their  voic^. 

2  Deep  are  his  counsels  and  unknown. 
But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne  ; 
Though  gloomy  clouds  his  feet  surround, 
Justice  is  their  eternal  ground. 

3  Ye,  who  confess  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  sliame ; 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 

4  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown. 
Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown  ; 
Those  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 
And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 


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5  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 

I  he  sacred  honours  of  the  Lord  ; 

iNone  but  the  souls  who  taste  his  grace  I 

Lan  triumph  in  his  holiness.  ■ 

Watts. 

PSALM  XC\  III.  Common  Jllctrr.     m 

Blessings  of  ilie  Messiah's  Kingdom. 

^  -^  xT^"^'^^"^^S:llty  Maker,  God, 
.New  honours  be  address'd  ; 
His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 
2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abrliam  first, 
.j,^is  truth  fulfils  his  grace  ; 
llie  Cientiles  make  his  name  their  trusl 
And  learn  his  righteousness. 
>  Joy  to  the  world  !  The  Lord  is  come 
Let  earth  receive  her  King ; 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  him  room. 
And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 

4  Joy  to  the  world  !    her  Saviour  reigns 

wK^!^  *?^"  ^^^^^  ^^"Ss  employ  ; 
While  lands  and  seas,  rocks,  hills,  and 
Kepeat  the  sounding  joy.  [plai, ,., 

5  No  more  let  sin  and  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  violence  abound ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow.  M 

Wherever  man  is  found.  ^^ 

6  He  rules  the  world  with  righteousness, 
^  And  makes  the  nations  prove 
1  he  blessings  of  his  truth  and  grace, 

I  he  wonders  of  his  love. 

Watts 

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PSALM  XCIX.     Short  Metre.  X 

A  holy  God  worsliipped  with  Reverence 

1  TifE  G(xl,  Jehovah,  reigns, 

Let  all  tlic  nations  fear ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

And  worship  at  his  feet ; 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mere>'  is  his  seat. 

3  WIku  Israel  w as  his  church, 

When  Aaron  was  his  priest, 
When  Moses  cr\ 'd,  when  Samuel  pray'd, 
He  gave  his  people  rest. 

4  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race  ; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known. 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 

5  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same  ; 
Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

Watts. 

PSALM  C.       Long  Metre.  X 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone. 
He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 

2  His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 
Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men  i 


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And  when  like  wandVing  sheep  we  stray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  liis  people,  we  liis  care, 
Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  lastmg  honours  sliall  we  reai', 
Almighty  Maker,  to  tliy  name  ! 

4  We'll  crowd  th}^  gates  \v  ith  thankful  songs, 
High  as  the  heav'n  our  voices  raise ; 

ci    11^;^",'  ^^'"*^  ^^^''*  ^^"  thousand  tongues, 
^>hall  lill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Tliou  Lord  art  good,  thou  Lord  art  kind  ; 
breat  IS  thy  grace,  thy  nicrcv  sure ; 

And  the  whole  race  of  men  shall  find 
1  hy  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 
\  ast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 

hrm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
VV  lien  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Watts. 


PSALftI  CI.     Comimm  Metre.       aror  t) 
A  Psalm  for  the  Master  ftf  a  Family.- 

1  Oi-  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
,,,-^"d  pay  to  God  my  vows ; 

1  hy  grace  and  justice,  heav'nly  King, 
1  each  me  to  rule  niy  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  O  God,  rcpair, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise ; 
I'll  suffer  nodiing  near  me  there, 

That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 
The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

^py  falsehood  or  by  force ; 
1  he  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue, 
1 11  drive  them  from  my  doors. 


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4  The  pure,  the  faithful,  and  the  just, 

My  favour  shall  enjoy  ; 
These  are  the  friends  tliat  I  will  trust, 
The  servants  Pll  employ. 

5  The  wretch  that  deals  in  sly  deceit, 

I'll  not  endure  a  night ; 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  ril  purge  my  flimily  around, 

And  make  the  wicked  flee  ; 
So  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

W*A  1  i:. 


FSALM  CH.     First  Part.     C  M. 
Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored. 

1  Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice ; 

Behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 
Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  \'oice. 
And  will  exalt  his  pow  Y. 

2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 
And  all  that  dust  shall  rise. 

3  The  Lord  will  raise  Jerusalem, 

And  stand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  shall  bow  and  own  his  name, 
And  worship  in  his  fear. 

4  He  sits  a  sov'reign  on  his  throne, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes ; 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan, 
And  sees  their  wants  arise. 


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5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death  ; 

And  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  can't  be  said  they  spent  their  breathy 
Or  shed  their  tears  m  vain. 

6  This  shall  be  known  when  we  are  dead, 

And  left  on  long  record. 
That  ages,  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
And  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  CII.     Second  Part.     C.  M, 
The  Unchangeableness  of  God. 

1  Th  o  u.  Lord,  hast  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
1  he  heav'ns,  a  glorious  frame, 

By  thine  Almighty  hand  were  spread, 
And  speak  their  Maker's  name. 

2  Their  shining  glories  all  shall  fade, 
By  thy  controlling  pow'r, 

Chang'd  like  a  vesture  when  decay'd  : 
But  thou  shalt  still  endure. 

3  Thy  bright  perfections,  all  divine, 
Eternal  as  thy  days, 

Through  e\  erlasting  ages  sliine, 
vVith  undiminish'd  rays. 

4  Thy  servants'  children,  still  thy  care, 
hhall  own  their  fathers'  God  ; 

To  latest  times  thy  favour  share, 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

Mrs.  Steele, 

PSALM  CII.     ver.  24,  27.     L.  M.        b~ 
Compared  with  Hebrews  i.  8 — 12,  xiii.  8. 

The  MortaPity  of  Man  and  the  Eternity  of  Christ. 

1  It  is  the  Lord,  our  Maker's  hand 
\\  eakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race ; 


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Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 
Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 

2  Spare  us,  O  Lord,  aloud  wc  pray, 
Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day  ; 
And  must  thy  people  die  so  soon  ? 

3  Yet,  in  the  midst  of  deatli  and  grief, 
This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage ; 
''  Our  Father  and  our  Saviour  live, 

•  Clirist  is  the  same  through  ev'ry  age." 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid, 
Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 

This  earth  grows  old,  these  heav'ns  shall  fade, 
And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 

5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky     - 
Like  garments  shall  be  laid  aside ; 

But  still  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high, 
Thy  church  for  e\  er  must  abide. 

6  Before  thy  f^ce,  thy  church  shall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign  ; 
This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 
And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 

Watts. 


PSALM  103. 


PSALM  cm.      First  Part.     L.  M.      m 
Praise  to  God  for  his  Goodness. 

1  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  living  God, 
Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rov  e  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join, 

In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace ; 
His  favours  claim  tliy  highest  praise  : 


Let  not  the  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot. 

3  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels ; 
Redeems  the  soul  from  guilt,  and  saves 
Our  wasting  life  from  threatening  graves. 

4  Our  youth  decayed,  his  pow'r  repairs, 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  ; 
He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 
And  iills  our  souls  with  heav'nly  food. 

5  He  sees  th'  oppressor,  and  th'  opprest, 
Aiui  often  gives  tlie  suft'rers  rest ; 
iiut  will  Ins  justice  more  display 

in  tlie  last  great  decisive  day. 

C  His  powV  he  shon  'd  by  Alhses'  hands, 
And  giWG  to  Israel  his  commands  ; 
mt  niade  his  truth  and  mercy  known 
1  o  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 

- — ■ 'VVatts. 

PSALM  CHI.     Sec.  Part.     S.  m7 
Divine  Mercy  in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 

^  ^^^X.^^"^'  repeat  his  praise, 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great  ; 
vv  hose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 
2  God  will  not  always  chide ; 
And  when  his  wrath  is  felt. 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
'  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 
Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
30  tar  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 


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4  His  grace  subdues  our  sins  ; 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  those  w  ho  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel ; 
He  knows  our  fcel)le  frame. 

6  Our  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flowV  ; 
When  blasting  winds  spread  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

7  But  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Through  ages  shall  endure  : 

And  children's  childRii  e\ er  find 

Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

Watts. 
God's  tender  Heg-ard  to  htiinaii  Weakness. 

1  Lord,  we  tliy  wondn^us  pow'r  proclaim, 

And  make  tliat  [jow  'r  our  trust, 
Which  rais'd  at  first  this  cuiious  frame, 
From  mean  and  iif -less  ckr.t. 

2  By  dust  supported,  still  it  sla:ius, 

Prepared  in  \'arious  fornis  ; 
And  nxought  by  thy  creating  hands. 
To  nourisli  mortal  worms. 

/)  Awhile  these  frail  machines  endure  ; 
(The  fal)rick  of  a  day  !) 
Then  lose  their  animating  pow'r. 
And  moulder  back  to  clay. 

4  Yet  frail  and  feeble  as  we  are, 
This  thought  is  our  repose . 


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That  he  who  first  our  frame  did  rear, 
its  various  weakness  knows. 

V\  hiie  struggling  with  our  load ; 
In  uams  and  dangers  he  is  nigh, 
Uur  h  ather  and  our  God. 

6  Gently  supported  by  his  love, 
We  tend  to  realms  of  peace ; 
\V  here  ev'ry  pain  shall  far  remove. 
And  ev  Vy  frailty  cease. 

Doddridge. 


PSALM  cm.     Fourth  Part.    C.  M,     as 

Angelick  Praise. 

^  '^j;,?^''  Lord,    in  Iieav'n  hast  plac'd  thy 
1  liy  kingdom  wide  extends  ;        [tlirone 
1  hy  vast  dominion  shall  I)e  known  ' 

lo  earth's  remotest  ends. 

\2  Ye  angels,  who  excel  in  might, 
And  wait  to  do  his  will, 
iiless  him,  whose  work  is  your  deliglit. 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

I )  Ye  seraphs,  who  with  jov  obey 
A  he  orders  of  your  king, 
Attend  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
And  join  the  praise  they  sing. 

p  VVhilst  all  his  works  his  praise  proclaim, 
^  })  let  my  heart  and  tongue 
*>Jn  with  the  universal  frame, 
hi  this  eternal  song  ! 

Partly  from  Watts. 

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PSAI.M  CIV.     First  Part.     L.  M.       M 
Divine  Majesty  and  Goodness  in  Storm  and  Rain. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise, 
To  God  the  song  of  triumph  raise  ; 
Adorn'd  with  majesty  divme, 

What  pomp,  what  glory,  Lord,  are  thme  \ 

2  Light  forms  his  robe,  and  round  his  head 
The  heav'ns  their  ample  curtain  spread  ; 
See  on  the  wind's  expanded  \v  ings 
The  chariot  of  the  King  of  kings  I 

3  Around  him,  rang'd  in  awful  state, 
Dark  silent  storms  attendant  wait  ; 
And  thunders,  ready  to  fulfil 

The  mandates  of  his  sov'reign  will. 

4  From  earth's  low  margin  to  the  skies, 
He  l)ids  the  dusky  vapours  rise  ; 
Then,  from  his  magazines  on  high. 
Commands  th'  imprison'd  winds  to  fty. 

5  The  lightning's  pallid  sheet  expands. 
And  show'rs  descend  on  furrow  'd  lands  ; 
Whilst  down  the  mountain's  channel'd  sitk 
The  torrent  rolls  in  swelling  pride  : 

n  TxW,  spent  its  wild  impetuous  force, 
And  settled  in  its  destin'd  course, 
It  waters  all  the  fruitful  plains. 
And  life  in  various  forms  sustains. 

7  Thus  clouds,  and  storms,  and  fires  obey 
Th\'  wise  and  all-controlling  sway  ; 
And  whilst  thy  terrors  round  us  stand. 
We  see  a  Father's  bounteous  hand. 

Merrick,  with  alteration  and  aiUltloTi 


PSALM  CIV.     Sec.  Part.     L,  M,         b 
The  Seaman's  Prayer. 

1  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

How  various  are  thy  works  !  how  wise  ! 
Thy  pow'r  throughout  all  space  extends', 
Sinks  thro'  all  depth,  all  height  transcends  ! 

2  Not  earth  alone  beholds  her  shores 
Enrich'd  by  thy  exhaustless  stores ; 
A  ike,  throughout  theirliquid  reigo, 
1  he  spreading  seas  thy  gifts  contain. 

^  Sr"i^^'^'  unnumber'd  fishes  swarm, 
Of  diff'rent  size,  of  various  form  ; 
Above,  the  ships  incumbent  ride, 
Borne  on  the  bosom  of  the  tide. 

1  Here,  huge  leviathan  is  seen 
To  sport  the  mighty  waves  between  ; 
1  here,  icy  mountains  float  and  roll, 
Driv'n  from  the  seas  beneath  the  pole. 

5  On  high,  the  concave  we  behold 
In  hying  blue,  or  sparkling  gold  ; 
Uhilst  waving  azure  fields  around 
Spread  to  th'  horizon's  utmost  bound. 

6  The  winds  and  waves  obey  thy  will ; 
1  he  needle  owns  thy  pow'r  and  skill  ; 
And,  steer'd  by  thy  directing  hand, 
Our  bark  shall  gain  the  wish'd  for  land. 

«_ Merrick,  with  alteration  and  addition.     • 

PSALM  CIV.     Third  Part.     L,  M.     ^  or  b 
Divine  Providence  toward  Man  and  Beast. 

1  Vast  are  thy  works.  Almighty  Lord  !    • 
AH  nature  rests  upon  thy  word  ; 


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And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stands, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hands. 

2  If  thou  the  vital  air  deny, 
Behold  them  sicken,  faint  and  die  ; 
Dust  to  its  kindred  dust  returns, 
And  earth  her  ruin'd  oft'spring  mourns. 

3  But  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 
And  fill  the  world  with  l)easts  and  nu n, 
A  word  of  thy  creating  Ijreath 
Repairs  the  waste  of  time  and  death. 

4  Thy  glory,  fearless  of  decline, 
Thy  glory,  Lord,  shall  ever  shine  ; 
Thy  works,  the  honour  of  thy  might, 
Are  honoured  with  thy  own  delight. 

5  Earth  at  thy  look  shall  trembling  stand, 
Conscious  of  sov'reign  powV  at  hand  ; 
And,  touch'd  by  thy  vindictive  stroke, 
The  everlasting  mountains  smoke. 

6  In  thee  our  hopts  and  wishes  meet. 
And  make  our  contemplations  sweet  ; 
Thy  praises  shall  our  l)reath  employ, 
Till  we  shall  rise  to  endless  joy. 

Watts  and  Merrick. 

PSALM  CIV.     Fourth  Part.     L.  M.      % 
The  Voice  of  the  Creatures  proclaiming  God. 

1  There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 
I'hrough  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glor>'  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise  ! 

2  Beliold  the  sun  serenely  bright, 
OVr  the  w  ide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 

His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 


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^  Difiusing  life,  his  influence  spreads, 
And  health  and  plenty  smile  around  ; 
The  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
Are  with  a  thousand  blessings  crovm'd. 

1  Almighty  goodness,  pow'r  divine, 
The  fields  and  verdant  meads  display ; 
And  bless  the  hand  which  made  them  shine 
\V  ith  various  charms,  profusely  gay. 

For  man  and  beast,  here  daily  food 
In  wide  extensive  plenty  grows  ; 
And  there,  for  drii)k,  the  crystal  flood 
In  streiuns,  sweet  winding,  gently  flows. 

By  cooling  streams  and  soft'ning  show'rs, 
I  he  vegetable  race  are  fed  ; 
Aiid  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs, and  flow'i  s, 
1  heir  Maker's  constant  bounty  spread. 

Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad. 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er. 
Confess  the  footsteps  of  our  God  ; 
Come,  bow  before  him,  and  adore. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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PART    I. 

1  Bless  God,  O  my  soul, 
Rejoice  in  his  name  ; 
And  let  my  glad  voice 

Thy  greatness  proclaim  : 
Surpassing  in  honour, 

Dominion  and  might ; 
Thy  throne  is  the  heaven, 
Thy  robe  is  the  light. 
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2  The  sky  we  behold, 

A  curtain  display'd, 
The  chambers  of  hcav'n 

On  waters  are  laid. 
The  clouds  are  a  chariot, 

Thy  glory  to  bear, 
On  w  inds  thou  art  wafted. 

Thou  ridest  on  air. 

3  As  rapid  as  fire, 

Tliy  angels  on  high 
Convey  thy  commands, 

Thy  ministers  fly. 
The  earth,  on  its  I)asis 

Eternal  sustain'd, 
Is  fix'd  in  the  station 

Thy  wisdom  ordain'd. 

4  The  wofld,  when  at  first 

Of  chaos  compos'd, 
Was  void,  without  form, 

^  In  waters  enclos'd  ; 
Thy  voice,  how  majestick, 

^  In  thunder  was  heard  ; 
The  waters  su[)sided, 
The  mountains  appeared. 


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PART    II. 

5  Thy  providence  fix'd 

The  stream  and  its  source  ; 
The  sea  knows  its  bounds, 

The  rivers  their  course. 
Convey'd  through  dark  channels. 

Springs  rise  on  the  hills, 
They  burst  in  the  fountains. 

They  fall  in  the  rills. 


6  The  beasts  of  the  wild, 

Their  forest  forsake  ; 
1  he  herd  quit  the  field, 
lodnnk  of  the  lake; 
On  trees  crown'd  with  blossoms, 

Its  margin  along, 
liials,  warbling  sweet  music, 
Praise  GOD  in  their  song. 

7  Descending  on  hills, 

Clouds  plenteousness  pour ; 
All  nature  revives, 

-Earth  smiles  in  the  show'r  : 
A  garment  of  verdure 

Apparels  the  plain  ; 
I'ruits  swell  in  the  garden. 

Fields  wave  w  ith  their  grain. 
3  With  moisture  refreshed, 
,   The  vine  yields  its  fruit, 
lis  balm  to  our  hearts, 

To  health  a  recruit. 
With  pleasure  we  gather 
^  The  richness  of  oil  ; 
"Tis  strength  to  our  body. 
Support  to  our  toil. 

PART    III. 

y  The  trees  full  of  sap, 
.pj^i*  joy  rear  their  head, 
1  he  cedars  their  boughs 

O'er  Lebanon  spread, 
oecure  in  the  covert 

The  bird  flies  for  rest ; 
^'^  sings  on  the  branches, 

^ne  broods  on  the  nest. 


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10  The  pine  yields  a  home 

The  stork  to  secure  : 
The  goat  on  the  crag 

Defies  the  pursuer. 
E'en  creatures  too  feeble 

Themselves  to  defend, 
On  caves  and  concealment 

For  safety  depend. 

1 1  The  moon  by  thy  law- 

Increases  and  wanes : 
The  sun  keeps  the  courst 

Thy  wisdom  ordains. 
By  night  tlie  fierce  lion 

Roams  wide  for  his  prc\\ 
But  flies  to  his  cavern 

When  morn  brings  die  da\ 

12  Then  man  with  the  sun 

His  labour  renews, 
Till  evening  arri\  cs, 

That  labour  pursues. 
Such,  Lord,  is  the  wisdom 

Thy  works  all  proclaim  ; 
Let  earth,  crown'd  with  riclies, 

Rejoice  in  thy  name ! 


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PART    IV. 

Nor  here  only,  Lord, 

Thy  might  we  adore, 
The  sea  owns  thy  hand, 

Thy  wisdom  and  pow'r  ; 
There  tribes,  without  number, 

Thy  creatures,  resort ; 
Leviathans  gambol, 

And  whales  take  their  sport. 


14  There  ships  spread  their  sails, 

1  he  surface  to  sweep  ; 
There  fish  nimbly  glide, 

Conceal'd  in  the  deep  : 
They  all  know  their  season, 

As  seasons  arise  ; 
Ami  tribes,  which  thy  bounty 

Has  made,  it  supplies. 

15  Thy  will  and  thy  word 

Endue  them  w  itii  breath  ; 
Consum'd  by  thy  blast, 

1  hey  shrink  into  death  ; 
Rt^tor'd  at  thy  pleasure, 

New  beings  appear, 
To  people  the  waters, 

The  earth  and  the  air. 

16  Rejoice  then,  O  Lord, 

In  glory  secure  ; 
The  works  thou  hast  made 

1  hrough  ages  endure  : 
Yet,  aw'd  by  thy  presence, 

VV^hen  thou  dra\vest  near, 
Smoke  bursts  from  the  mountains 

Larth  trembles  with  fear. 

17  l]ius.  Lord,  let  me  sing, 

1  hy  glory  to  raise  ; 
Delightful  the  strain, 

When  tun'd  to  thy  praise. 
1  he  vile  have  their  sufl 'rings, 

1  hejust  their  reward  ; 
l^iess  God,  O  my  spirit ! 
O  praise  ye  the  Lord  ! 

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PSALM  CV.     Commoit  Metre. 
The  Divine  Promise  to  Abraliam  fulfilled. 

1  Give  thanks  to  G(xl,  invoke  his  name, 

And  tell  the  world  his  grace  ; 
Sound  through  the  earth  liis  deeds  of  flimi. 
That  all  may  seek  his  flicc. 

2  To  Abra'm  and  his  seed  he  swore, 

To  give  Canaan's  land, 
Though  strangers,  destitute  of  pow'r, 
A  little  feeble  band. 

3  Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round, 

Securely  they  remov'd ; 
And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  frovvn  d, 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

4  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 

And  mark'd  their  journies  right ; 
Gave  them  his  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fi'ry  guide  by  niglit. 

5  They  thirst,  and  waters  from  the  rock    i 

In  rich  abundance  flow  ; 
And,  foll'wing  still  the  course  they  took.| 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 

6  O  wondrous  stream  !    O  blessed  type 

Of  ever  flo\^'ing  grace  ! 
So  Christ  our  Rock  maintains  our  life, 
While  we  his  footsteps  trace. 

7  Thus  guarded  by  tir  Almighty  hand, 

The  chosen  tribes  possess'd 
The  blessings  of  the  promis'd  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  rest. 

8  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear ; 


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Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 
And  be  th'  Almighty's  care. 

Watts- 


PSALM  CVI.       First  Part.     L.  M.         3K 
The  Character  and  final  Prosperity  of  the  Righteous. 

1  0  RENDER  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  I 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 

2  Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ? 
What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
Just  tribute  of  immortal  pniise  ? 

)  Happy  are  they,  and  only  tliey. 
Who  from  thy  precepts  never  stray  ; 
VV  ho  know  what's  right,  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 

!  Extend  to  me  that  fdvom,  Lord, 
Thou  to  thy  chf)scn  dost  afford  ; 
Be  this  my  hapjiiness,  to  sec 
Ihy  church  in  full  prosperity. 

^  Remcml)er  what  tliv  mercy  did 
l-or  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed  ; 
And  with  the  same  sahation  bless 
1 -ich  humble  supplkmt  of  thy  grace. 

''^  0  may  I  sec  thy  tribes  rejoice. 
And  aid  the  triumpli  ^vith  my  voice  ' 
1  his  IS  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

^  Joui  d  to  thy  church,  and  near  to  thee. 

•  Let  Israel's  God  be  ever  blest. 
Who  gi\  c^;  his  people  lioav'nly  rest  ; 


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PSALM  106. 


Let  all  liis  suints,  with  full  accord, 
Exalt  their  voice  to  praise  the  Lord. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united. 


PSALM  107. 


PSALM  CVI.     Sec.  Part.     S.  M     *  or  b 

Israel  punished  and  pardoned :  Or,  the  Love  of  God  uii 

changeable. 

1  God  of  eternal  love, 

How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
And  yet,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
The  riclies  oi  tli>  grace  I 

2  They  saw  his  u  onders  wrout^ht, 

And  tlien  his  praise  they  suni^  ; 
But  soon  his  works  ori)ow'r  forgot, 
And  nuumur'd  with  their  tongue. 

3  Now  diey  beUeve  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  water  flow  ; 
Now  with  their  lusts  prr)voke  the  Lord, 
And  dare  the  vengeful  blow. 

4  Yet,  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearkened  to  their  groans  ; 
Brouglu  his  own  covenant  to  his  thought, 
And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  \verc  in  his  book, 

He  sav'd  them  from  their  foes  ; 
Oft  he  chastis'd,  btit  ne'er  forsook 
The  people  wliom  he  cliose. 

6  Let  Israel  liless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  ; 
And  christians  join  the  solemn  word 
Amen,  to  all  the  praise. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  CVII.      Fi^^^Tpiirt      L.  M     « " 

Israel  led  through  the  Wilderness  to  the  Land  of  Promise. 

1  Give  thanks  to  God ;  he  reigns  above ; 
Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  Love  • 
His  mLTcy  ages  past  have  known. 

And  ages  long  to  conic  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 

1  he  wonders  of  his  grace  record  : 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose 
And  rescu'd  from  their  mighty  fws. 

'  111  their  distress  to  God  they  cry'd 
(«x  was  their  Saviour  and  thei^  guide ; 
He  led  then-  march  far  ^vand'ring  round  ■ 
I  >vas  the  ngiit  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

t  So  when  our  first  release  we  gain 

w'hf^o  h'-^'^  ^'"''^  and  Satan's  chain. 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  trace. 

A  tiresome  and  a  dang'rous  place. 
5  God  feeds  and  clothes  us  all  the  way. 

He  gaiocs  our  lootstep^  le  t  we  stray  ; 

Ht  guards  us  with  a  pow'rJuI  hand, 

And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 
<>  Then  let  us  all  with  joy  record 

1  le  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord ; 

iZ-vwTl  '"'  "^°'^^'  '^^^^  ^'"d  his  ways ! 
i-t  cv  ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise ! 

—  Watts.         ' 

Correction  for  Sin.  and  Relief  to  Prisoners. 

oLi  o  fV^  "Se  exalt  his  name, 
^od  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same  • 

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PSAI.M  107. 


PSALM  107. 


159 


He  fills  tlic  limigry  souls  with  food, 
And  feeds  them  \vith  substantial  good. 

^  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rise     ^ 
Against  the  God  who  rules  the  skies ; 
If  thev  rejeet  his  heav'nly  \vord, 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  tlie  Lord, 

3  He'll  l)rint^  their  spirits  to  the  ground, 
And  no  deliverance  shalld)C  found  ; 
Laden  with  grie;,  they  w  aste  their  brealli 
In  darkness  and  ttic  shades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  die}"  raise  their  cries  ; 
He  makes  the  dawninj-  light  iinse, 
And  scatters  all  tint  dismal  snadr, 
Which  hung  so  hea\  y  o'er  their  liead. 

5  He  cuts  the  iron  bars  in  two, 

And  lets  the  jo\iul  prisoner  through  ; 
Takes  otFthe  load  ofi)ain  and  griei, 
And  gi\'es  the  lal)'riiig  soul  relief. 

6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  re(;ord 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  tlie  Lord  I 
How  great  his  works  !  How  kind  his  ^vays 
Let  Lx'rv  tongue  pronounce  liis  praise  ! 

W  A  I  r^. 

PSALM  C\  11.    'J'IiikI  t':«rt.     C.  M.       D 
Intemperance  ch  '1  rcfo-mcd. 

1  Beneath  God's  terrors  d(X)m\\  to  groa  . 

Behold  th'  inicmp'rate  band 
Tlic  fruits  of  folly  reap,  and  own 
I'he justice  ofliis  hand. 

2  From  food  estranged,  their  languid  soul 

The  needful  meal  foregoes ; 


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Lilvj  ieels  its  current  faintly  roll, 
And  hastens  to  its  close. 

Distress'd,  to  God  they  make  their  pray'r, 

And  nature,  joyous,  sees 
His  word  her  ruinVl  strengdi  repair, 

Her  fiercest  tortures  ease. 

4  O  then  that  all  would  bless  his  name, 

Who  thus  his  mercy  prove  ! 
And  still  iiom  age  to  age  proclaim 
The  wonders  of  his  lo\e  ! — 

5  That  men  of  various  tongues  would  sin;^, 

His  acts  in  frequent  lays  ! 
And  yield  to  heav'n's  eternal  King 
The  sacrifice  of  praise  ! 

Merrick. 


FSALM  CV  If.     Fourth  Fart.     L.  M.     b 
Dangers  and  Deliverance  by  Sea. 

1  Thev  who  in  ships,  with  courage  bold, 
O'er  svrelling  \\a\es  tlieir  trade  pursue, 
Tlie  Lord's  auK'zing  works  behold, 
And  in  the  deep  Iiis  wonders  view. 

2  Soon  as  his  dread  command  is  past, 
'I'he  lowering  storm  begins  to  rise; 
It  sweeps  the  sea  with  rapid  haste, 
And  makes  the  swelling  billows  rise. 

3  'riie  lab'ring  ships  borne  up  to  heav'n, 
Upon  the  lofty  w  aves  appear  ; 

Then  down  the  deej)  abyss  arc  driv'n, 
Whilst  ev'ry  soul  dissolves  with  fear. 

1  They  reel  and  stagger  to  and  fro, 
Like  men  widi  iinnes  of  wine  oppressed  ; 
Nor  does  the  skilful  seaman  know 
Which  way  to  steer,  what  course  is  best. 


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PSALM  107. 


PSALM  108. 


161 


5  Then,  to  the  Lord's  indulgent  ear, 
Their  supplication  they  address  ; 
He  kindly  condescends  to  hear, 

And  frees  them  I'rom  their  deep  distress. 

6  He  bids  the  storm  its  fury  cease. 
And  lays  the  billows  calm  arid  still ; 
Tiicn  summons  forth  the  gentle  breeze, 
The  seaman's  wishes  to  fulfil. 

7  O  then,  that  all  the  earth,  with  me, 
Would  God  i'or  all  his  goodness  praise ; 
And  for  the  mighty  works  which  he 
Throughout  the  wond'riiig  world  displays ! 

Tate,  varied. 

PSALM  CVII.     Fifth   Part.     L.  M,         or  b 
Colonies  planted  and  punished. 

1  Whf.re  nothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 

God  bids  th'  oppress'd  and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

2  They  sow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whose  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want ; 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
Their  wealth  increases  with  their  flocks. 

3  Thus  they  are  blest ;  but  if  they  sin. 
He  lets  the  savage  nations  in  ; 

A  hostile  race  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  baib'rous  hands. 

4  Their  captive  sons,  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander  unpitied  and  forlorn  ; 

The  country  lies  unfenc'd,  untill'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field. 


5  Yet  if  the  humbled  people  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive. 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live. 

6  The  righteous,  with  a  joyful  sense. 
Admire  the  works  of  Providence ; 
And  wise  observers  still  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  CVin.     Common  Metre, 
A  general  Song  of  Praise. 

1  O  God,  my  grateful  soul  aspires 

To  magnify  thy  name  ! 
My  tongue,  witli  cheerful  songs  of  praise, 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Ay  ake,  my  heait,  and  thou,  my  voice, 

Tliy  ^^'iliing  tribute  pay  ; 
And  let  a  hymn  of  sacred  joy 
Salute  the  op'ning  day. 

3  To  all  the  list'ning  world  around 

I'hy  goodness  I  will  sing ; 
Whilst  ev'ry  grateful  tongue  shall  join 
1  o  praise  th'  eternal  King  : 

1  Because  thy  mercy's  boundless  height 
The  highest  heav'n  transcends  ; 
And  far  beyond  the  spreading  earth 
Thy  faithfulness  extends. 
5  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  starry  {nm\t ; 
And  let  the  world,  with  one  consent, 
Confess  thy  glorious  name. 

Tatb,  altered, 

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PSALM  109,  no. 


PSALM  111. 


163 


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PSALM  CIX.     Common  Metre.  M. 

Love  to  Enemies  from  the  Example  of  Christ. 

1  O  God  !  we  celebrate  thy  praise  ; 

Thy  mercy  is  our  song,^ 
Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace 
With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  eartli  was  found, 

With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 

They  compass'd  him  around. 

3  Their  missies  his  compassion  mov\l, 

Their  i)eace  he  still  pursu'd  ; 
They  rendcr'd  Iiatred  lor  his  love, 
And  evil  for  liis  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag\l  w  ilhout  a  cause  ; 

Yet  with  his  dying  breath 
He  pray'd  for  minxfrcrs  on  liis  cross, 
And  bless'd  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Let  not  this  bright  example  shine 

In  vain  before  our  eyes  ; 
May  we  like  liim  to  peace  incline, 
And  love  our  enemies. 

6  Thus  shall  we  too  thine  image  bcm, 

And  thus  our  sonship  proxe  ; 
For  good  and  bad  thy  bounty  share, 
Thou  God  of  boundless  love. 

Watts,  varied. 

PSALM  ex.     Long  Metre.      ^  or  t> 
The  Priesthood  and  Kingdom  of  Christ. 

Thits  the  eternal  Father  spake, 
To  Christ  his  Son,  "  Ascend  and  sit 
At  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 
Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 


2  "  From  Zion  shall  thy  word  proceed  ; 
Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 
Shall  make  the  hearts  of  sinners  bleed. 
And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

O  glorious  day ! 


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And  converts  w^ho  thy  grace  obey 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew  !  ■ 

4  God  hath  pronounc'd  a  firm  decree. 
Nor  will  repent  the  thing  he  swore ; 
"  Internal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 
Wlien  Aaron's  sons  shall  serve  no  more. 

5  "  Melchizedek,  the  wondrous  priest. 
Whose  generation  was  unknown, 
The  king  of  righteousness  and  peace. 
Was  a  fair  tj^je  of  Christ  my  Son." 

6  Through  all  the  earth  his  reign  shall  spread. 
And  fierce  opposers  frown  in  vain  ; 

For  God  shall  raise  his  humble  head, 
And  his  exalted  throne  maintain. 

Watts,  varied. 


PSALM  CXI.     Long  Metre. 
The  Divine  Perfections. 


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1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  ;  to  speak  his  praise. 
My  soul  her  utmost  pow'rs  shall  raise, 
\Mth  private  fi-iends,  and  in  the  throng 

Of  those  who  to  his  house  belong. 

2  His  works  for  greatness  though  renown'd. 
His  wondrous  works  are  always  found, 
By  those  who  seek  for  them  aright, 

And  in  the  pious  search  delight. 


PSALM  112. 


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161 

3  I  lis  works  arc  all  of  matchless  fame, 
And  universal  glor>'  claim  ; 

His  truth,  confirmed  through  ages  past, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  last. 

4  I')\-  precept,  he  has  us  enjoin'd 

To  keep  his  w  ondrous  works  in  mind  ; 

And  to  posterity  record, 

How  good  and  gracious  is  the  Lord. 

5  Jtist  are  the  dealings  ofliis  hands, 
Inuuutahle  are  his  commands  ; 
By  trutli  and  etpiity  sustaiiiYl, 
And  for  eternal  rules  ordain'd. 

6  Wlio  wisdom's  sacred  prize  \\;ould  ^^  in, 
Must  with  the  fear  of  God  begin  ; 
Immortal  praise  and  hea\  'nly  skill 

Ha\  e  they  \\  ho  know  and  do  his  w  ill. 

Tate. 


PSALM  113. 


165 


PSALM  CXll.     Lon^  Metre.     M.  ur  b 
The  Character  nnd  Haiipiness  oi  ihe  liberal  Man. 

1  That  man  is  bless'd,  who  stands  in  awe 
Ot  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  ; 

Mis  name  on  earth  shall  be  renown'd. 
And  witli  increasing  honour  crown'd. 

2  His  liospitable  house  shall  be 

To  friends  and  strangers  always  free  ; 
His  virtue,  safe  from  all  decay, 
Shall  blessings  to  his  heirs  convey. 

Tlie  man  that's  fiird  ivith  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night ; 
Compassion  dwells  within  his  miiid, 
His  justice  flows  to  all  mankind. 


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[  HL  lib'ral  favours  he  extends, 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends ; 
And  what  his  charity  impairs. 
He  siives  by  prudence  in  affairs. 

5  Though  dangers  threaten  him  around, 
Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground. 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just 
Shall  flourish  when  lie  sleeps  in  dust. 

6  His  hands,  whilst  they  his  alms  bestow'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd  ; 
W^iience  he  shall  reap  a  sure  reward, 
And  dwell  for  ever  with  the  Lord. 

Tate,  varied. 


PSALM  CXin.     Long  Metre.  m 

Divine  Greatness  and  Condescension. 

1  Ye  servants  of  th'  Almighty  King, 
In  ev'ry  age  his  praises  sing. 
Wherever  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  sky. 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty ; 
Not  time,  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds. 
Can  give  his  vast  dominion  bounds. 

3  What  impious  mortal  rashly  dare, 

u  hat  angel,  with  our  God  compare  ? 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright. 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light ! 

I  ^  i?S  *^^^^'s  his  glorious  head  to  view 
VV  hat  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
1  he  mean  aftairs  of  men  below. 


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PSALM  114. 


PSALM  115,  116. 


167 


5  From  dust  and  colt-.i^is  oIjscuit, 
liis  ^vixcc  exalts  the  lumible  poor  ; 
Cihih  thcni  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  niakt's  them  meet  ibr  hea\  'nly  thror. 

W   A  1   1 


V>\\M    (■Xl\  .      /.'///-  M^tre.     M  or  [) 
Mirnclcs  attcmlini;  Isracri.  Journey. 

1  When  Israel,  fa ed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
Left  tlie  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 

Tlie  tribes  w  itli  .Juerful  honia'.;e  own 
Tlieir  King,  and  Judah  was  liis  throne. 

2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay, 
Tlie  deep  di\ ides  to  make  diem  Avay  ; 
Jordan  belield  their  march,  and  Hed 
With  backw  ard  current  to  his  head. 

3  The  mountains  shook  like  treml)ling  sheep ; 
Like  lambs,  die  smaller  hills  did  leap ; 

Not  Sinai  on  its  l)ase  could  stand, 
Conscious  of  so\ 'reign  i)0\v'r  at  hand. 

4  What  povv'r  could  make  the  sea  divide  ' 
Or  Jordan  backward  roll  liis  tide  ? 
Why  did  ye  leai),  ye  little  hills  ? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels  ? 

5  Let  e\'ry  mountain,  evVy  flood 
Ki'tire,  and  know  tli'  approaching  God  ; 
The  King  of  Israel !  see  him  here  1 
Treinl)le,  thou  earth,  adore  and  iear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
The  rock  »o  flow  ing  water  turns  ; 
From  st  ues,  spring  fountains  at  his  word. 
And  earui  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

\VATT^ 


PSALM  CXV.         Long  Metre.     ^  or  ^ 
Idolatry  reproved. 

1  Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust. 
Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due  ; 

l^nt  to  thy  name,  thou  only  just, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wise,  and  true  ! 

2  Tin  dreadful  majesty  proclaim, 
Nor  let  the  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Insult  us,  and,  to  raise  our  shame, 

Say,  'where'sthe  God  you've  serv'd  so  long  ?" 

.)  The  God  we  ser\'e,  maintains  his  throne 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies  ; 
Thron^^h  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done, 
lie  knows  our  groans,  and  hears  our  cries. 

!•  Pint  tlie  vain  idols  they  adore 
-\ic  senseless  shapes  of  stone  or  wood  ; 
At  l)est,  a  mass  of  glitt'ring  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  god. 

"  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  Iiope, 
Thy  help,  diy  refuge,  and  thy  rest ! 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest. 

'>  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise, 
I'licy  dwell  in  silence,  in  the  grave  ; 
Biit,  whilst  we  live,  we'll  sing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  save. 

Watts,     i 


PSALM  CXVI.       Common  Metre. 
Praise  for  Deliverance  from  Distress. 

\V^HAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 
For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 


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PSALM  117. 


My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  oftVings  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever  blessed  God ! 
How  dear  thy  stTvants  in  thy  sight ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood ! 

4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me ! 
My  life  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Here,  in  tliy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow. 

And  thy  ricli  grace  record  ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 

Watts. 


PSALM  118. 


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PSALM  CXVII.     Short  Metre.  M 

Praise  to  God  from  all  Nations. 

1  Thy  name.  Almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word, 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honours  spread  ; 

Long  may  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

Watts. 


rSALM  CXVIII.  V.  18,  19.   i8t  Part.  C.  M.  M 
Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  Sov'reign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 
In  evYy  chast'ning  stroke ; 
And  whilst  I  smart  beneath  thy  rod, 
1  hy  presence  I  invoke. 

2  To  thee,  in  my  distress  I  cry'd, 

I  hy  mercy  lent  an  ear ; ' 

^  7  PP^^''"^'"*  ^vord  my  life  prolonged. 
And  brouglit  salvation  near. 

3  Unfold,  ye  gates  of  righteousness, 

1  iiat,  with  the  pious  throng, 
1  may  record  my  solemn  vov\'s, 
And  tune  my  grateful  song. 

i  Prais  '  to  the  Lord,  whose  gentle  hand 
KeneAv  s  our  lab 'ring  breath  • 
Praise  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  his  saints 
Inuniphant  in  their  death. 

'  ^^ly  God,  in  that  appointed  hour, 
I  lie  heav  iiiy  world  display  ; 
VV  here  sm  and  death  shall  have  no  place 
And  tears  be  wip'd  away.  ' 

^  "^  i?r?\  ^^'^^'^^^^  ^'^^  nations  of  the  bless'd 
With  rapture  sing  around  ; 
My  anthems  to  delivVif^g  grace 
In  loftier  strains  shall  sound. 

Doddridge,  wiih  variation. 

1^SAL]VI  CXVIII.     Sec.7^i^r~T]ir~^~ 
For  the  Lord's  Day. 

1  This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made. 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own : 
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Let  hcav'ii  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  thy  throne. 

2  This  dav,  the  Saviour  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell ; 
This  day,  the  saints  his  triumph  spread, 
And  all  his  wonders  tclh 

3  Hosanna  to  tlV  anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son  ! 
Save  us,  O  Lord,  descend  and  bring 
Salvation  from  thy  throne. 

4  Blest  be  tlie  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 

With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God,  his  FaUier^s  name. 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

5  Hosanna  in  the  liighcst  strains 

Tlie  diurch  on  earth  can  raise  1  ^ 
The  highest  heav'ns  in  which  lie  reigns 
Sliall  give  him  nol)ler  praise. 


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Salvation  by  Clirist. 

1  Behold  the  Corner- Stone, 
Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise  ! 
0  The  Jewish  scribe  and  priest 
Reject  it  with  disdain  ; 
Yet  on  tliis  Rock  shall  Z ion  rest. 

And  envy  rage  in  vam. 
The  work,  O  Lord,  is  tliinc. 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
Tliis  dav  declares  it  all  divine  : 
This  clay  did  Jesus  rise. 


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4  How  glorious  is  the  day. 
By  our  Redeemer  made  ! 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pniy. 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 
1  Hosanna  to  the  King 

Of  David's  royal  blood  ! 
Bless  him,  ye  saints,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 
')  We  bless  thy  holy  word. 

Which  all  this  gn'ce  displays  ; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar.  Lord", 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

Watts. 


PSALM  CXIX.     First  Fart.  C.  M,    M  or  b 
The  Happiness  of  a  virtuous  Life. 

1  How  bless'd  are  diey  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way ; 
Who  never  from  tlie  sacred  paths 
Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 

2  How  bless'd,  Avho  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been. 
And  have  with  humbie  fervent  zeal 
His  favour  sought  to  win  I 

Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 

To  shun  each  wicked  deed  ; 
But  in  the  pat!i  which  he  directs 

W^ith  constant  care  proceed. 
1  Thou  strictly  hast  enjoin'd  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will. 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 
5  O  then  that  thy  most  holy  \\  ill 

Might  o'er  our  ways  preside ; 


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And  we  the  course  of  all  our  life 
By  thy  direction  guide  ! 
6  Then  with  assurance  should  we  walk 
From  all  confusion  free, 
Convinc'd,  with  joy,  that  all  our  ways 
With  thy  commands  agree. 


Tate. 


PSALM  CXIX.     Sec.  Fart.     Comiaon  Metre,     b 
The  Danger  attending  Youth. 

1  Indulgent  God,  with  pitying  eye 

The  sons  of  men  survey  ; 
Aihl  see  how  youthful  sinners  sport 
In  a  destructive  way. 

2  In  pleasure's  flow  'r\^  path  they  tread, 

On  future  years  presume, 
Although  ten  thousand  snares  are  spread, 
To  snatch  them  to  the  tomb. 

3  Reduce,  O  Lord,  their  wand'ring  mind, 

Amus'd  with  airy  dreams. 
That  heav'nly  \visdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

4  With  holy  caution  may  they  walk, 

And  make  thy  word  their  guide ; 
Till  each,  the  danger  safely  past. 
On  Zion's  hill  abide. 

DoDPRiPGE,  with  variatlop. 

PSALM  CXiX.     Third  Part.     Com.  Metre,     t? 
Repentance  and  Obedience. 

1  Thou  lut  my  portion,  O  my  God ! 
Soon  as  I  know  thy  way. 
My  heart  prepares  t'  obey  thy  word. 
And  suffers  no  delay. 


PSALM  119. 


2  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

And  glory  in  my  choice  ; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 

Can  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  tliy  grace 

I  set  before  my  eyes  ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 

1  If  e'er  I  \vander  from  thy  path, 
I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  leet  to  thy  commands. 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 

5  If  thou  incline  this  wand'ring  heart 
Thy  precepts  to  fulfil ; 
Tlien,  till  my  mortal  life  shall  end, 
1  sliall  pertbrm  thy  will. 

Watts. 


PSALM  CXIX.     4th  Part.     C.  M.     ^  or  b 

Instruction  from  Scripture. 

1  Thy  word  is  like  a  heav'nly  light, 
Which  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  wa.v. 

-  \Vhen  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
Jt  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
1  he  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
And  raise  their  thoughts  to  God. 

3  The  starry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  preserves  her  place ; 
In  nature's  volume,  night  and  day, 
Thy  pow'r  and  skill  we  trace. 
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4  But  in  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Are  lessons  more  divine ; 
Not  e;irth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine. 

5  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth, 

How  pure  is  ev'ry  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 


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PSALM  CXfX.     Fifth  Part.     Long  Metre,     b 
Godly  Sorrow  for  the  Sins  of  Men. 

1  Arise,  my  tender  thoughts,  arise  ; 
Let  torrents  drown  my  weeping  eyes  ; 
And  thou,  my  heart,  with  anguish  feel 
Those  evils  which  thou  canst  not  heal. 

2  Sec  human  beings  sunk  in  shame  ; 
See  scandals  pour'd  on  Jesus'  name  ; 
See  God  insulted  through  his  Son, 
The  world  abus'd,  the  soul  undone. 

3  My  heart  with  rev'rence  hears  thy  word, 
And  trembles  at  thy  threat' nings,  Lord ; 
I  know  the  wretched,  dreadful  end, 

To  which  their  careless  steps  descend. 

4  My  God,  the  mournful  scene  I  view 
With  horror  and  with  pity  too ; 

O  could  my  sympathy  reclaim 

The  wTetches  from  destructive  flame ! 

But  feeble  my  compassion  proves ; 
It  can  but  weep,  were  most  it  loves  : 
Thy  own  all-saving  grace  employ, 
And  turn  these  drops  of  grief  to  joy. 

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PSALM  CXIX.     Sixth  Part.     C.  M.     ^  or  t) 

Delight  in  the  Word  of  God. 

^  ^,.^,?^^.^^'c  thy  holy  law  ! 
1  IS  daily  my  delight ; 
Ancl  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divme  advice  by  night. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 
1  o  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  ^vlth  longing  melts  a\Aav, 
1  o  liear  thy  gospel,  Lord.       ' 

"'  ^V'^!^?/'^"^^'''^'^^^'^"^^'^  '-''^^  *^  skies. 
1  call  thy  words  to  mind  ; 

I  ^^'"'r^S^^l^,^  "^  ^^-^nn  dcA  otion  rise. 
And  God's  acceptance  find. 

How  well  enii)Ioy  my  tongue  ! 
It  dieers  my  tiresome  pilgrimage. 
And  yields  a  heav'nly  song ! 

5  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 

1  is  my  continual  feast ; 
xNot  honey  dropping  from  die  comb 

00  much  allures  the  taste. 

6  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind. 

Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold 
xt'^''*^^  of  silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  shining  gold. 

7  \Vhen  nature  sinks  and  spirits  droop 

1  hy  promises  of  grace 

Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  elevate  my  praise. 

Watti, 


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PSALM  119. 


PSALM  CXIX.      7th  Part.  C.  M.      M  or  b 

The  Variety  and  Comfort  of  the  Divine  Word. 

1  Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice. 

Thy  statutes  all  are  just ; 
They  make  my  noblest  pow'rs  rejoice, 
And  mortify  my  lust. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey, 

And  keep  thy  law  s  in  sight, 
Througli  all  the  business  of  the  day. 
To  form  my  actions  right. 

3  And  when  my  spirit  takes  her  fill 

From  fountains  so  divine, 
Not  mighty  men,  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joy  compared  to  mine. 

4  I  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 

And  keep  thy  gnK:e  in  sight ; 
Whilst  through  the  promises  1  rove 
With  ever  new  delight. 

5  'Tis  like  a  land  of  wealth  unknown, 

Where  living  springs  arise  ; 
Seeds  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 
And  hidden  glory  lies : 

6  The  best  relief  that  mourners  have  ; 

It  makes  our  sorrows  blest ; 
Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 

Watt?. 


PSx\L»I  CXIX.     8th  Part.     C.  M    #  or  b 
The  Perfection  of  Scripture. 

1  Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book ; 
Great  God,  it  once  compared  with  thine, 
Ho\y  mean  their  writings  look  I 


2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n. 
Not  lead  a  step  beyond  the  gnive ; 
mt  thine  conduct  to  heav'ii. 

3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

1  erlection,  here  below  ; 
How  short  the  po^vVs  of  nature  flilj, 
-incl  can  no  farther  go. 

^  %l!^^  fo»^niands,  O  righteous  Lord? 
Peivade  the  heart  within; 

-Lytcccts  tlie  secret  sm. 

'  \\rt^  ^^'^  ^^^^^  perfection  here, 

VV  hile  sin  defiles  our  frame, 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  ftir, 
1  hey  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

'     p'^n'f  *'',''"i'^  ^^^^F'  ^"^  ^v'^-y  grace, 
t  all  far  below^  thy  word ; 

But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Uvvell  only  with  the  Lord. 

V/atts,  varied. 


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I'SALM  CXIX.     9th  Part.     C.  M. 
Besire  of  Divine  Knowledge. 

I  Th  V  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord 
How  great  thy  Morks  appear  !      ' 
^Vm  my  t>-cs  to  read  thv  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 
^  Mv  flesh,  by  thy  creating  hands, 
Is  form'd  with  care  and  skill ; 
u  make  me  learn  thy  just  commands, 
^/ hat  I  may  them  fulfil! 
^  Since  Tni  a  stranger  here  below, 
15C  thou  my  constant  guide ; 


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Direct  the  wny  my  feet  shall  go, 
Nor  let  me  turn  aside. 

4  If  thou  to  me  thy  statutes  shew, 

And  heav'iily  truth  impart, 
•Thy  uork  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 
Thy  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 

5  Fr.   I.  those  vain  objects  turn  my  sight, 

VV  hich  this  false  world  displays  ; 
But  fdvc  mi'  lieav'nly  pow'r  and  light, 
1'.i  tread  thy  righteous  ways. 

Tate  and  Watt: 


p :, ,  1  v:    "  V .  V       1  Qt^  Part.      C.  M.       5 
•Lg-  after  Holiness. 

1  O  1 '     1  lilt  Lord  would  guide  my  woy 

I'o  keep  his  s^  tutes  still  1 
O  th:,    ny  (t  ,uld  grant  me  grace 

T    IV now        .   .0  his  will! 

2  Stiui  thy  r        Spirit,  Lord,  to  write 

'.  iiy  1;       tpon  my  heart ; 
Nor  let  n  ..  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  lvr\  ofl*  my  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrui):  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  irise 
Wiuiia  thi".  son  I  ol  .nine. 
4.  Or^'-r  my  foobLii)s  by  tliy  word. 
And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Lit  sin  havr   lO  dominion.  Lord, 
But  kee:>  :.iy  conscience  clear. 
5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  tar  astray, 
My  feet  ioi  often  slide  ; 
O  bring  me  f)    'v  to  virtue's  way, 
And  be  thy  truth  my  guide  ! 


6  Make  mc  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

Watts. 


PSALM  CXIX.     nth  Part.     CM.        b 
Holy  Resolutions 

I  O  THAT  thy  statutes  evYy  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pv     'r, 
And  daily  comfort  find. 

J  Thy  word  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
To  keep  me  pure  within, 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
i^  rom  ev'iy  rising  sin. 

V  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  sweet  employ  : 
My  soul  shall  ne*er  forget  tliy  word, 
fhy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

4  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin's  deceit  and  folly's  bands, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large  ! 

5  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 

Thy  statutes  and  thy  name  ; 
rll  speak  thy  word,  though  tyrants  hear. 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

'^  ^^cp^rt  from  mc,  jt  wicked  race. 
Whose  hands  and  hearts  .:.re  ill  ; 
1  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 

Watts. 


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PSALM  119. 


FSALM  CXIX.     12th  Part.     CM.       5 
The  Benefit  of  Afflictions. 

1  Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  dw  delivVance  send  ; 
My  soul  for  thy  salvation  waits  ; 
\\'htn  will  my  troubles  end  ! 

2  Yet  I  have  foimd  'tis  good  for  mc 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod  ; 
Afflictions  make  me  learn  the  law , 
And  rev  crcnce  my  God. 

3  I'his  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  l)cgins  ; 
1  read  thy  word,  I  rtm  thy  w  ays, 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  l>ecn  my  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 
My  soul,  oppress'd  with  sorrow's  weight. 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

5  I  know  tliy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 

Though  they  may  seem  sc\  ere  ; 
In  all  the  suff'rings  I  endure. 
Thy  grace  and  love  appear. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chastening  rod. 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray  ; 
But  tiow  I  learn  to  keep  th\  w  ord, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 


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PSALM  CXIX.      13th  Part.     C.  M, 
Prayer  for  quickening^  Grace. 

1  My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust. 
Lord,  give  me  life  divine ; 


From  vain  desires,  and  ev'ry  lust 
III  rn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

'2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
J  o  speed  me  in  mv  way ;        ' 
Lest  1  should  loiter  in  m/race, 
Ur  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 
I  need  thy  quick'ning  powVs ; 

Qi  \\T^,'  ^^'''^  ^  ^^'^^  ^st^d  on, 
'^liall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 

1  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovVeign  still  ? 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
^v  lit  tliou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
1  o  run  the  heav'nly  road  ?  ' 

5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love  ? 
And  long  to  see  thy  free  ^ 

W^^  ^?'^  rT."^>^  spirits  move. 
Without  enhv'mng  grace ! 

6  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
,,  And  ne'er  forget  thv  word, 
VV  hen  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r, 

1  o  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

— Watts. 

I'aAUI  CXIX.     14th  Part.     L.  M.       j, 
Afflictions  sanctified. 

I'  Hmyi"',  ^  ""'^'.^  ^^y  Sentle  hand  ; 
T  m  ^Sa'''''^  "'^  chastising  rod, 
1  1. 1  toic  d  my  conscience  to  a  stand 
'^nd  brought  my  wand'ring  soul  to  God  ! 

■  F!i"'rt  T}.^'^\"^  ^  ^vent  astray, 
"  '^^  I  Iiad  ielt  thy  scourges.  Lord  : 

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I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way  ; 
But  .low  I  love  and  keep  thy  word. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell ; 
•Tis  good  to  bear  my  Father's  stroke, 
lliat  I  may  learn  his  statutes  well. 

4  Tlie  law  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more 
Thr'  .  -'^1  the  treasures  ot  the  south, 
O:  ...      !i.  hills  of  golden  ore. 

5  Thy  liaiitis  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  withm  ; 
Teach  me  to  lo\'e  thy  holy  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  ev'ry  sin. 

6  Tlicn  those  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
In  liiy  salvation  shall  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  trusted  in  thy  word, 
And  make  thy  grace  my  only  choice. 

Watts 


PSALM  m. 


PSALM  CXX.     Common  Metre, 
Complaint  a^inst  Enemies. 

1  Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 

Pity  my  suff'ring  state ; 
W  hen  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest 
Fronvmen  who  love  deceit  ? 

2  Ah,  wo  is  me,  to  have  my  seat 

Among  the  sons  of  strife! 
Perpetual  insult  doom'd  to  meet, 
From  men  of  restless  life. 

3  Oh  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 

Pd  rather  choose  to  roam 
In  some  wide,  lonesome  wilderness, 
To  find  a  silent  home  ! 


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•I  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  I  seek, 
And  friendly  terms  prepare ; 
But  when  to  them  of  peace  I  speak, 
1  hey  all  for  war  declare. 

')  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 

ii/c"    ,   ^1^  ^^^^^  malice  strong  ; 
VV^at  shall  be  done  to  curb  thy  rage 
O  thou  provoking  tongue  !  ' 

0  Should  deadly  arrows  strike  thee  through 
Strict  justice  would  approve  ;  ' 

And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

Watts  and  Merrick. 


PSALM  CXXI.     C, .Metre.     *„,„ 

Divine  Preser   it  )n. 

1  From  Zion's  hill  my  help  descends ; 

1  o  Lioa  1  lift  mine  eyes  • 
Mv  strengtii  alone  on  him  depends, 
Who  built  the  earth  and  skies. 

2  He,  ever  watchful,  ever  nigh, 

rorbids  my  feet  to  slide  ; 
No  sleep  nor  slumber  seals  the  eye 
Of  Israel's  faithful  Guide. 

3  He  \vill  sustain  my  feeble  pow'rs 

Vy  ith  his  almighty  arm  ; 
And  watch  my  most  unguarded  hours 
Against  all  fatal  harm. 

4  Then  let  my  soul  securely  rest, 

My  guardian  is  the  Lord  ;  [blest 

^pP?'^>  ^^ ^\^»^  J?i^*^^s  my  slumbers 
i  rotection  will  afford. 


184 


X  o/\jLji*^l    ijdLt 


5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon, 

Will  he  permit  to  smite  ; 
He  shields  my  head  from  burning  noon 
From  noxious  damps  by  night. 

6  At  home,  aljroad,  in  peace,  in  war, 

God  w  ill  mj-  lite  defend  ; 
Conduct  me  tree  from  ev'ry  snare, 
Safe  to  my  journey's  end. 

T \  1  E,  Watts  :.nd  Meuki'^^ 

PSALM  CXXl.     Hallelujah  Metre.       m  or  b 
Divine  Preservation. 

1  To  God  I  lift  m\  c\  cs, 
From  whom  is  all  m\'  aid  : 
The  God  who  built  the  skies, 
And  eartli's  foundation  laid. 

God  is  the  tow  V 
To  which  I  fly; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
III  ev'ry  hour. 

2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  my  hcav'nly  guide, 
Will  dissipate  my  fears. 

Tliose  wakeful  eyes 

Which  never  sleep. 

Shall  Israel  kcej), 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  No  burning  heat  by  day, 
Nor  blast  of  ev'ning  air. 
Shall  take  my  health  a^vay. 
If  God  be  with  me  there. 


PSALxM  122. 


185 


Thou  art  my  light 
And  thou  my  shade, 
To  guard  my  head, 
By  day  or  night. 

4  Hast  thou  not  promised,  Lord, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trust  thy  word. 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 

ril  go  and  come. 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  from  on  high 

Thou  call  me  home. 


il' 


Watts. 


PSALM  CXXII.         Common  Metre.       E 
For  Uie  Lord's-Day  Morning. 

1  Behold  the  rising  dawn  appear, 

Which  calls  our  willing  feet 
To  tread  thy  courts,  O  God  I  and  here 
Our  solemn  praise  repeat. 

2  Fair  Zion's  gates  are  our  delight ; 

Within  her  walls  we  stand  ; 
And  all  her  happy  sons  unite 
In  friendship's  sacred  band. 

We  love  tl>c  place  where  Zion's  Lord 
Is  pleas'd  to  shew  his  face  ; 

Here  he  proclaims  his  holy  word. 
And  here  accepts  our  praise. 

4  With  rev'rend  awe  and  godly  fear, 
We  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
For  thou  the  fervent  pray'r  wilt  hear, 
Through  thy  beloved  Son. 

16^ 


186 


PSALM  122. 


PSALM  123. 


5  Peace  be  v\  ithin  this  hallow'd  place, 

And  joy  a  constant  guest ; 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 

6  Our  souls  sliall  pray  for  Zion  still, 

While  hte  or  breath  remains  ; 
For  Iki'c  our  friends  and  brethren  dwell, 
And  here  our  Saviour  reigns. 

Wat'is  and  Merrick,  united  and  varied. 

PSAr.M   rXXlI.     Particular  Metre,      M 
Tlie  Pleasure  of  Publick  Worship. 

1  How  does  my  heart  rejoice, 
To  hear  tlie  publick  xoire, 

"  Conne,  let  us  seek  oiu'  God  to-day  !" 

Yes,  with  a  che<  rful  zeal, 

Well  haste  toZion's  hill, 
And  there  our  \'o\vs  and  honours  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  hapi)y  place  ! 
Adorn'd  w  ith  w  ondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strengtli  enclose  thee  round 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear. 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  Here  David's  holy  Son, 
Hath  plac'd  his  royal  throne. 

He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here  ; 

He  bids  the  s;iints  be  glad. 

He  makes  the  wicked  sad ; 
But  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  diee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'ry  guest ; 


187      II 


The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace 

And  wishes  thine  increase,      ' 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him'  rest  1 

My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 

J  eace  to  this  sacred  house," 
l^or  liere  my  friends  and  brethren  dwell ; 

And  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode. 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


Watts. 
PSALM  CXXIH.         Common  Metre.      5 
Pleading  with  Submission. 

^  °  J".K^'  Yl^^F  ^^'^^^  and  justice  reign, 
Lnthnjn'd  above  the  sky ; 

1  o  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
1  o  thee  we  lift  our  eye. 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand. 

And  dread  die  stern  rebuke ; 
Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand. 

And  wait  the  peaceful  look  : 
'  ^0  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 

Ihy  righteous  hand,  O  God ; 

^rn'^\^  the  gracious  moment  still, 

1  ill  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those  who  in  ease  and  pleasure  live, 

Uur  daily  groans  deride  ; 
And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
t  resh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Oiir  foes  insult  us ;  but  our  hope 

In  thy  compassion  lies : 
i"^^thoiight  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
1  hat  God  will  not  despise. 

Watts., 


188 


PSALM  124,  125. 

PSALM  CXXIV.        Lung  Metre.        I 
Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  Had  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 
Had  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Rose  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide  ; 

2  The  swelling  tide  had  stopped  our  brcatli. 
So  fiercely  did  the  billows  roll ; 

We  had  been  swallo\\  'd  deep  in  death  : 
The  w^aters  had  oYTwhelm'd  our  soul. 

r>  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  sin^>?, 
Who  just  eseap\l  the  fatal  stroke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  w  ith  lively  w  iiui, 
When  once  the  fou ler's  snare  is  I)rokc. 

4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lnrd, 
Who  broke  the  fou  ler's  deadly  snare  ; 
Who  sav'd  us  from  the  threatening  sword, 
And  made  our  li\  es  his  w  atchiul  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  n:  nie, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  skits; 
Who  still  upholds  all  nature's  irume, 
And  guards  his  church  w  ith  wakeful  eyev 

Watts 


PSALM  126. 


189 


^  or\) 


PSALM  CXXV.      CommoJi  Metre. 
Trial  and  Safety. 

1  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 

And  firm  as  mountains  be. 
When  tempests  rise,  the  soul  shall  siar^ ' 
That  trusts,  O  Lord,  in  thee. 

2  As  lofty  mountains  stood  to  guard 

Fair  Salem's  happy  ground  ; 
So  God's  almighty  pow'r  and  lo\c 
Enclose  his  church  around. 


^   ^  ^^r^^^l!^^  ^^^^'^^  ^^^e  tyrant's  rod 
1    inHict  a  chast'niug  stroke  ; 
Yet,  lest  It  wound  the  soul  too  deep 
Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 

'^'  ^k^r}^''''^rl'^l  ^^"^^>^  ^^'^^  ^^ith  those, 
V  V 1  losi!  filial  love  and  iear, 

VV  hose  laith   and  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
IVoclaini  tlieir  hearts  sincere. 

- Watts,  varied. 


) 


^'^'^^-^^  CXXVI.       CommofK  Metre.       M. 
Remarkable  Deliverance. 

1  A\'iiEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 

And  cliang'd  our  mournful  state. 
Our  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 
1  lie  work  appcar'd  so  great. 

2  "Great  is  the  work,"  our  brethren  cry'd 
^^  And  own'd  the  pow'r  divine ; 

exreat  IS  the  work,"  our  souls  reply 'd. 
And  be  the  glory  thine."  ^ 

Tk  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 

Urn  give  ns  day  for  night ; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 

1  o  rivers  of  delight. 

1  Let  those  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 
Ti       1"^!/^"^'  harvest  come ; 
1  iiey  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  Rrcat   • 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
'  'i^!?^,seed,  though  buried  long  in  dust, 
VV  ,11  not  deceive  their  hope  : 
1  lie  precious  grain  cannot  be  lost, 
^  or  grace  ensures  the  crop.' 

Watts. 


I 


'i 


190 


PSALM  127,  128. 


PSALM  129. 


191 


PSALM  CXXVII.     Common  Metre.     ^  or  b 
Success  and  Prosperity  from  Gotl. 

1  If  God,  to  build  the  lioiisc  deny, 

11ie  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
Cities  vvithutit  liis  watchful  eye 
An  useless  guard  maintain  : 

2  In  vain  we  rise  before  the  day, 

And  late  16  rest  repair  ;  _ 
Allow  no  respite  to  our  toil, 
And  eat  the  bread  of  care. 

3  But  if  we  trust  our  Father's  love. 

And  in  his  ways  delight, 
He'll  give  us  needful  fofxl  by  day. 
And  quiet  sleep  by  night. 

4  Then  children,  relatives,  and  friends 

Shall  real  blessings  prove  ; 
And  all  the  eardjy  joys  he  sends 
Be  crown'd  w  ith  heav'nly  love. 

Tate  and  Watts,  with  addition. 


FSALM  CXXVm.     Long  Metre. 
Family  Duties  and  Blessings. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
And  walks  by  his  unerring  word  ; 
Comfort  and  i>eace  his  dajs  attend, 
And  God  will  ever  prove  his  friend. 

2  To  him  who  condescends  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd, 
And  daily  let  his  name  be  prais'd. 

3  To  him  may  each  assembled  house 
Present  their  night  and  morning  vows ; 


Their  servants  and  their  rising  race 

Be  taught  his  precepts  and  his  gn|ce. 
I  Then  shall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 

htill  more  delightful  blessings  prove ; 

And  parents'  hearts  shall  overflow 

VVith  joys  that  parents  only  know. 
5  \VlKii  nature  droops,  our  aged  eyes 

Sluill  see  our  children's  cliildren  rise; 

1  III,  pleas  d  and  thankful,  we  remove. 

And  join  the  flimily  above. 

Doddridge  and  Meurick,  united  and  varied. 


PSALM  CX XIX.     Long  Metre.    ^  or  b 

(A  new  version.) 

The  Counsels  of  Enemies  disappointed. 

I  How  often  Iiave  our  restless  foes 
1  heir  arts  employ'd  to  vex  our  land ! 

put  0(xl  did  kindly  inteipose ; 

His  powV  hath  made  our  feet  to  stand. 
-  By  subtle  wiles  as  dark  as  night, 

1  iKir  malice  lay  aw  liile  conceal'd  ; 

iiut  soon  the  mischief  sprang  to  light. 

And  all  their  projects  stood  reveal'd. 
3  With  pride  and  powV  and  lifted  hand, 

I  hey  dealt  their  ^^nsLM  blows  around; 

Our  backs  m  ere  like  the  ftirrow'd  land 

VV  hen   ploughmen   l)reak   the  stubborn 
1  But  secret  arts,  and  open  force,         [ground 

Have  never  mov^d  our  steadfast  feet : 

His  justice  still  maintains  its  course, 

AiKl  he  will  all  their  plots  defeat. 

'  m^r^^'^"^  ^'''''  ^'^''  '^^P^s  '^^'^^  fade, 
^or  I  rod  nor  man  their  counsels  bless ; 


Lzf^ 


PSALM  130. 


PSALM  130,  131. 


193 


No  friendly  hand  shall  lend  them  aid, 
No  tongue  shall  w  ish  them  good  success. 

PSALM  CXXX.     Common  Metre.         k 
Repentance  and  Pardon. 

1  Lord,  shouldst  thou  call  us  to  thy  bar, 

Should  thine  unpartial  hand 
Avenge  our  sins  against  thy  law, 
What  mortal  flesh  could  stand  ! 

2  But  sov'reign  mercy  dwells  with  thee, 

Hope  daw  ns  amidst  our  fears  ; 
Divine  forgi\  eness,  large  and  iree, 
Shall  wipe  our  flowing  rears. 

3  On  thee  alone,  our  souls  w  ould  wait, 

And  in  thy  word  would  stay  ; 
Thy  [)romises  can  light  create, 
And  turn  our  night  to  day. 

4  Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 

Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beaiiis  of  l)reaking  light, 
And  meet  them  with  their  e\es  : 

5  So  wait  our  souls  to  see  thy  grace, 

And,  more  intent  than  they, 
Meet  the  first  openings  of  tli>'  face, 
And  find  a  brighter  day. 

6  Let  contrite  sinners  on  the  Lord, 

With  humble  hope  recline  ; 
Justice  and  mercy,  m  his  w  ord, 
Harmoniously  combine. 

7  Unnumberd  though  our  sins  appear, 

And  fill  our  hearts  w  ith  pain  ; 
Thy  boundless  love  dispels  our  fear, 
And  cleanses  ev'ry  stain. 

Watts  and  Steeli 


PSALM  CXXX.     Long  Metre,  t} 

Pardoning  Grace. 

1  From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts, 
To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cry ; 

If  thou  severely  mark  our  flmlts, 

W^hat  flesh  could  stand  before  thine  eye ! 

2  But  thou  hast  set  thy  throne  of  grace 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there  ; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thj^  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

r>  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day  ; 
So  waits  my  soul  Ix'fore  thy  gate ; 
When  will  mj^  God  his  face  display  ? 

t  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain  ; 
Let  mourning  souls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pahi. 

5  Gnat  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son  ; 
He  turns  our  leet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 

Watts. 

PSALM    CXXXI.     Common  Metre.       5 
Humility  and  Contentment. 

1  Is  tliere  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see ; 
Or,  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  ai^peal  to  thee. 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

All  discontent  and  pride ; 

17 


194 


PSALM  152. 


Nor  iet  me,  in  tTroiicous  i)aihb, 
.  With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all  discerning  eye 

Sees  for  ihy  creature  fit, 
III  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  snl)mit. 

4  With  hunil>le  pleasure  let  me  view 

'File  pri)sp'rous  and  the  great  ; 
Mahgnaiitc.ivyletmeHy, 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

5  Lt  t  not  despair  nor  fell  re\  enge 

Be  to  my  bosom  know  n  ; 
O  give  me  tears  for  otiiers'  wo, 
And  patience  for  ni}'  o\\  n  ! 

6  Feed  me  witli  necessary  food, 

I  ask  not  w  ealth  or  f  mie  ; 
But  give  me  eyes  to  view  lliy  works, 
And  sense  to  praise  thy  name. 

•7  May  my  still  days  obscurely  pass, 
\\lthout  remorse  or  care  ; 
Ai.d  let  me  for  the  parting  hour 
Incessantly  prei):ire. 

B.  Williams's  Collection. 

i*iALM  CXXXll.     Cimmon  Aklre.         M 
The  Jewish  and  Christian  Churches  compared. 

1  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
.  His  ark  was  settled  ttiere  ; 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

2  Thither  from  Canaan's  utmost  ends, 

The  favour'd  tribes  resort ; 
And  G(xl  his  sure  protection  lends, 
While  they  approach  his  court. 


PSALM  133. 


195 


3 


Biu  we  have  no  such  lengdis  to  go. 

Nor  such  a  tedious  road; 
Waiere'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 

1  here  is  a  house  of  God. 

4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace  !   arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
Lo,  tliy  church  waits  with  longing  eves 
I  hus  to  lyQ  own'd  and  blest.         *     ' 

5  I^nter  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 

1  hy  Spirit  and  tliy  w  ord  ; 
AH  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  xows, 

1-lcre  let  tliy  praise  be  spread  ; 
±5 less  the  provisions  of  tlij-  house 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

—_»______  ^V'atts,  varied. 


PSAf.M  CXXXni.     Short  Metre.         M 
Brollicrly  Love. 

1  Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

VV  hos(' hearts  aiid  hopes  are  one ; 

'Ph^,    /''  i^?K  ?"'  t^  ^^rve  and  please 
1  hrough  all  their  actions  run  ! 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house. 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet ; 

M-'^if^^'tf  •''^  P'^^'^'  ^''^  niingled  vows, 
iviake  their  communion  sweet. 

3  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills 

1  lie  saints  are  blest  above  ; 

aZ  ^uT  ^"^^.T™""^  ^^^'^^  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love.  ' 

Watts. 


196 


PSALM  134,  135. 


PSALM  136. 


LQ7 


PSALM  CXXXIV.        Long  Metre.         X 
Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 

1  Ye  servants  of  th'  eternal  King,    ^ 
Your  grateful  hymns  in  triumph  smg  ; 
Ye  who  attend  his  courts  by  day, 
And  in  the  night  your  homage  pay. 

2  Behold  the  sun,  obedient  still 
To  execute  his  Maker's  will ! 
The  silver  moon  and  planets  roll 
In  silence  round  the  glowing  pole. 

3  As  they  dispense  their  steady  rays, 
Like  them,  be  constant  in  his  praise  ; 
Like  them  harmoniously  join 

To  celebrate  the  hand  divine. 

4  And  may  that  God  whose  pow'r  has  made 
This  earth,  and  heav'n's  wide  arch  display 'd, 
From  sacred  Zion  bid  you  prove 

The  blessings  of  his  boundless  love. 

Partly  from  Merrick. 


PSALM  CXXXV.         Common  Metre.     E 
Praise  to  the  true  and  living  God. 

1  Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King ; 

Your  noblest  passions  raise ; 
The  pious  pleasure  while  you  sing. 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 

2  Great  is  tlie  Lord,  and  works  of  might 

His  majesty  declare ; 
But  still  his  saints  are  near  his  sight, 
And  find  a  parent's  care. 

3  Heav'n,  eartli  and  sea  confess  his  hand ; 

He  bids  the  vapours  rise ; 


Lightning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  vaulted  skies. 

4  All  pow 'r  diat  kings  or  gods  have  claim'd 

Is  found  with  him  alone  ; 
But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd 
Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust 

Can  give  them  show'rs  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they  pray  to  glitt'ring  dust, 
And  worship  gold  in  vain. 

6  But  >  c  A\  ho  know  the  living  God, 

Serve  him  with  holy  fear ; 
He  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 
iVnd  claims  your  homage  here. 

Watts,  varied. 


rSALM  C XXXVI.     Long  Metre. 
Creation,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1  Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise, 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

2  Ciive  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown ; 
His  mercies  never  shall  decay, 
Though  lords  and  kings  shall  pass  away. 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

4  He  gives  the  sun  his  cheering  light, 
He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night : 

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M 


198 


PSALM  lafi. 


PSALM  136. 


199 


His  mercies  never  sliall  decay, 

Though  suns  and  mcx)ns  shall  pass  away. 

5  He  sent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to  save, 
From  sin  and  darkness  and  the  grave  : 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong  ; 
Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 

6  Through  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heavenly  seat : 

His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  be  no  more. 

WaI  TS. 


PSALM  CXXXVI.     Hallelujah  Metre. 

1  To  God,  the  might\'  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 
To  him  due  praise  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great. 

For  God  does  pro\  c 
Our  constant  friend ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

2  To  him,  whose  wondrous  pow  V. 
All  other  gods  obey  ; 

Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 
This  grateful  homage  pay. 

For  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend ; 

His  boundless  love 

Shall  never  end. 

3  By  his  Almighty  hand 
Stupendous  works  are  wrought ; 
The  heav'ns  by  his  command 
Were  to  perfection  brought. 

This  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  ukad ; 


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His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

4  Through  heav'n  he  doth  display 
The  radiant  orbs  of  light ; 

The  sun  to  rule  by  day. 
The  moon  and  stars  by  night. 

This  God  will  prove 

Our  constant  friend ; 

His  boundless  love 

Shall  never  end. 

5  He  spread  the  ocean  round 
About  the  spacious  land ; 
And  made  the  solid  ground 
Above  the  waters  stand. 

This  God  will  prove 
Our  constant  friend ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 

6  He  doth  the  food  supply^ 
On  which  all  creatures  live ; 
To  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
Eternal  praises  give. 

This  God  will  prove 
Our  constant  friend ; 
His  boundless  love 
Shall  never  end. 


Tate. 


PSALM  CXXXVI.     All  Sevens  Metre. 
The  Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  Lift  your  voice,  and  thankful  sing 
Praises  to  your  heav'nly  King ; 
For  his  blessings  far  extend, 

And  his  mercy  knows  no  end. 


200 


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PSALM  138. 


2  Be  the  I^ord  your  only  theme, 
Who  of  gods  is  God  supreme  ; 
He  to  whom  all  lords  beside 
Bow  the  knee,  their  tlices  hide  : 

3  Who  asserts  his  just  command, 
By  the  w  onders  of  his  hand  ; 

He  whose  w  isdom,  thron'd  on  high. 
Built  the  mansions  of  the  sky  : 

4  He  wlio  hade  the  wat'ry  deep 
In  appointed  bounds  to  keep, 
And  tlie  stars  that  gild  the  pole 
Through  unmeasured  ether  roll. 

5  Thee,  O  sun,  whose  powiful  ray 
Rules  the  empire  of  the  day  ; 
You,  O  moon  and  stars,  whose  light 
Cheers  the  darkness  oi  the  night. 

6  He  widi  food  sustains,  O  earth, 

All  which  claim  from  thee  their  birth  ; 
For  his  blessings  wide  extend, 
And  his  mercy  know  s  no  end. 


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Merrick. 


PSALM  CX\X\  11.      Common  Metre.      b 

(A  new  version.) 

Captivity. 

1  Far  from  our  friends  and  country  dear 

In  hostile  lands  wc  nioan  ; 
No  tender  hand  to  wipe  the  tear. 
Which  flows  witli  ev'ry  groan. 

2  Our  foes  insulting  mock  our  grief, 

And  sport  with  our  complaints  ; 
No  mercy  prompts  to  give  relief. 
Though  laDguid  mis'ry  laijits. 


.^'^retrospective  scenes  employ'd, 

iiru     **"*^  °"  ^^™e''  days ; 
^f  en  peaceful  Sabbaths  weenjoy'd, 
And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

4  But  now,  of  liberty  depriv'd 

In  solitude  confined,  ' 

In  vain  we  seek  the  word  of  life, 
^  1  o  feed  the  starving  mind. 

5  To  thee,  O  Lord,  we  lift  our  eye, 

^u  ^  u'  ^^^  ^^^  commend  ; 

1  npu  hear  st  the  mourning  pris'ner's  sigh. 

1  hou  an  the  sufPrer's  friend. 

6  We  seek  no  vengeance  on  our  foes, 

but  put  our  trust  in  thee ; 
U  let  thy  mercy  interpose, 
-^"d  set  thy  captiv  es  free  ! 


PSALM  CXXXVIII.     Common  Metre,     m 
A  Song  of  Praise. 

^  '^^ru^^r'  ^^  ^^'  ^^y  J^eart  shall  bring 
1  he  lively  grateful  song ; 

ifr  .  "^  crowds  shall  hear  me  sing, 
With  rapture  on  my  tongue. 

2  Amidst  the  glories  of  thy  name, 

1  hy  truth  exalted  shines ; 
A  faithful  God,  thy  words  proclaim 
In  everlasting  lines. 

3  TIV  eternal  God  looks  kindly  down 

On  pious  humble  souls  ; 
But  from  afar  his  piercing  frown 
I  he  sons  of  pride  controls. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  all  my  hopes  fulfil, 

1  o  thee  the  work  belongs ; 


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PSALM  138. 


Let  endless  mercy  guide  me  still, 
And  tune  my  grateful  songs. 

Mrs    Steele. 


FSALMCXXWni.     L.M  M 

Restorinfj  and  preserving  Mercy. 

1  With  all  my  [)ow'rs  of  heart  and  ton.-^ue, 
ril  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  ; 
While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes 

To  thy  fair  tenipic  in  the  skies. 

2  Fil  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord, 
I'll  sing  tlie  wonders  of  thy  \\o\x\ ; 
Not  all  tliy  works  and  names  IdcIow 
So  mucli  thy  powV  and  glory  show. 

3  The  God  of  heavii  maintains  his  state, 
Frowns  on  the  impious,  proud  and  great  ; 
But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 
The  sons  of  humble  poverty. 

4  Amidst  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faitli  alive. 

5  Grace  will  complete  w  hat  grace  begins, 
To  save  froiii  sorrows  or  from  sins  ; 
The  work  w.'iich  wisdom  underlaLes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

'Wat  js. 


PSALM  CXXXVm.      ver.  3,  5.     S,  M, 

Spiritual  Strength  and  Joy. 

1  My  soul,  review  the  time 
In  which  my  God  1  sought ; 
I  cr>'\l  aloud  for  aid  divine. 
And  aid  divine  he  brought. 


,aBff. 


PSALM  139. 


2  1  hrough  all  my  fainting  heart, 
His  secret  vigour  spread  ; 
1  o  me  his  strength  he  did  impart, 
And  nus'd  my  drooping  head. 
■i  J  hen  will  I  raise  my  voice 
Aiid  fbnn  a  cheerful  song  ; 
A\  ith  all  the  saints  I  will  rejoice, 
VV  ho  to  his  courts  belong. 
4  With  them,  the  path  I'll  trace, 
VVhich  leads  to  his  abode  ; 
And  join  to  sing  redeeming  grace. 
Along  the  joyful  road. 
?  Here,  flow'rs  of  Paradise 

1  here,  Zion's  lofty  tow'rs  arise, 
fhe  seat  of  Zion's  King. 
6  Within  those  sacred  walls 
I  shall  be  ever  blest  •     ' 
I'll  follow  where  my  Father  calls. 
And  seek  his  heav'nly  rest. 

Altered  from  DoppiupcB 

PSALM  c\xx\x^^e~[^;^^r^;^^f^~ 

The  universal  Presence  of  God. 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  tliee 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
1  o  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest ; 
My  publick  walks,  my  private  ways 
And  secrets  of  my  breast.  ^  ' 

■>  ^^^y  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within  ;      . 


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204 


PSALM  1S9. 


And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  he, 
Beset  on  ev'ry  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  ev  ry  ill, 
Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 


PSALM  139. 


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PSALM  CXXXIX.     Sec.  Part.     C  M.     b 
The  all-seeing  Eye  of  God. 

1  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown  ?     , 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadfui  ire ; 
In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

2  Should  I  Suppress  my  vitiil  breath, 

T' escape  the  wrath  di vine. 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  deaUi, 
And  make  the  grave  resign. 

3  If,  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

'l  fly  beyond  the  west, 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight, 
Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 

4  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night. 
Those  flaming  eyes  which  guard  thy  law 
Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 

5  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour, 

Are  both  alike  to  thee ; 


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O  may  I  ne'er  distrust  that  powV 
rrom  which  I  cannot  flee. 

^ Watts. 


PSALM  CXXXIX.    3d  Part.     C.  M.    ♦  or  b 
God  the  Author  of  our  Being. 

1  Gop  of  my  life,  whose  bounteous  care, 

1*  irst  gave  me  pow'r  to  move  : 
How  shall  my  grateful  heart  declare 
i  ne  wonders  of  thy  love  ? 

2  Thee  will  I  honour,  for  I  stand 

Ihe  product  of  thy  skill; 
The  wonders  of  thy  forming  hand 
My  admiration  nil. 

3  Whilst  void  of  thought  and  sense,  I  lay. 

Lit  !"^*^^n^'^l  the  sleeping  clay, 
And  caird  m^  into  birth.  *^   ^      ^' 

4  From  thee  before  my  breath  begun, 

My  hmbs  their  ilishion  took  ; 
iVr^'^  continuance,  ev'ry  one 
Was  UTitten  in  thy  book. 

5  TInne  eye  beheld  in  perfect  view, 

J  he  yet  unfinish'd  plan  ; 
111-  imperfect  lines  thy  pencil  drew, 
And  form'd  the  future  man. 

^  ^^y  t^'s  animated  frame, 
lliis  work  of  matchless  skill, 
^-2"  devoted  to  thy  natne, 
And  love  to  do  thy  will ! 

B.  WiUaras's  Collection,  varied. 

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PSALM  139. 


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PSALM  CXXXIX.     4tb  Part     C.  M.      2K 

Praise  for  temporal  and  spiritual  Mercies. 

1  Almighty  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Kind  Guardian  of  my  days  ! 
My  heart  thy  mercies  would  record, 
In  grateful  songs  of  praise. 

2  In  life's  first  dawn,  my  tender  frame 

Was  thy  indulgent  care  ; 
Before  I  could  pronounce  thy  name, 
Or  breathe  my  infant  pray'r. 

3  When  reason  with  my  stature  grew, 

How  faint  her  brightest  ray  ! 
How  little  of  my  God  I  knew  ! 
How  apt  from  thee  to  stiay  ! 

i  When  life  hung  trembling  on  a  breath, 
'Twas  thine  almighty  love 
That  sav'd  me  from  impending  death, 
And  bade  my  fears  remove. 

5  How  many  blessings  round  me  shone, 

Where'er  I  turn'd  my  eye  ! 
How  many  past,  almost  unknown, 
Or  unregarded,  by  ! 

6  Each  rolling  year  new  favours  brought 

From  thy  exhaustless  store  ; 
But  ah  !  in  vain  my  lab'ring  thought 
Would  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 

7  Lord,  when  this  mortal  frame  decays, 

And  e\  Vy  weakness  dies, 
Complete  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
And  raise  me  to  the  skies. 


8  Then  shall  my  joyfuj  pow'rs  unite. 
In  more  exalted  lays  ; 
And  join  the  happy  sons  of  light, 
In  everlasting  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  CXXXIX.  5th  Part.    Long  Metre,  i^  or  t) 
The  Formation  of  Body  and  Soul. 

1  Thou  God,  by  whose  command  I  live, 
fhe  tribute  of  my  praise  receive  ; 

To  thee,  O  Lord,  my  life  I  owe. 
And  all  my  joys  from  thee  do  flow. 

2  Not  many  suns  have  formed  the  year. 
And  rolPd  their  courses  round  the  sphere, 
Since  thou  my  shapeless  dust  survey 'd, 
In  undistinguished  matter  laid. 

3  Thy  plastick  hand  my  clay  refin'd, 
Its  particles  in  order  join'd  ; 

And,  to  complete  the  wondrous  whole. 
Did  stamp  thine  impge  on  my  soul  : 

4  A  soul  susceptil^le  of  joy, 

Which  length  of  time'cannot  destroy  ; 
rhough  nature  claims  my  vital  breath, 
It  bids  defiance  still  to  death, 

5  To  realms  of  bliss  that  soul  will  soar, 
\V1ien  earth  and  skies  shall  be  no  more  ; 
And  there,  in  more  exalted  lavs. 

Shall  sing  my  great  Creator's  praise. 

Mrs   Carter,  varied. 

FSALM  CXXXIX.     5th  Pari.     C.  M      m  or  t) 
To  the  Searcher  of  Hearts. 

I  Lord,  should  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er. 
How  \'ast  the  numbers  rise  ! 


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PSALM  140. 


Beyond  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore, 
Or  stars  that  gild  the  skies. 

2  Whene'er  I  close  my  eyes  to  sleep, 

These  thoughts  shall  sooth  my  rest ; 
And  when  I  w  ake,  they  still  shall  keep 
Their  place  within  my  breast. 

3  Before  thine  all  pervading  eyes 

I  would  my  soul  display  ; 
I  scom  to  use  the  least  disguise, 
But  iisk  thy  strict  survey. 

4  Does  my  fond  heart  some  fav'rite  sin 

Within  itself  conceal, 
O  may  a  beam  of  light  divine 
The  hidden  guilt  reveal ! 

5  If  in  die  paths  of  dark  deceit 

My  soul  hath  gone  astray, 
O  tuni  and  guide  my  wandering  feet 
In  thy  celestial  way  ! 

Partly  from  Doddridok. 


PSALM  CXL.     Long  Metre,  M 

Deliverance  from  Enemies. 

1  Great  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel ; 
Their  rage  by  pow'r  superior  quell ; 
Save  us  from  their  vindictive  tongue, 
And  guard  us  from  the  hand  of  wrong. 

2  The  tongue,  by  wisdom  unsubdu'd, 
From  bliss  its  owner  shall  exclude ; 
Destruction  follows  fast  behind 
The  feet  to  wickedness  inclin'd. 

3  Our  heart  has  known  thee,  Lord,  prepar'd 
The  helpless  and  the  poor  to  guard  ; 


PSALM  141,  142. 


209 


To  save  thcni  from  oppression's  jaws. 
And  vindicate  the  injur'd  cause. 

4  The  soul,  subjected  to  thy  fear, 
With  gratitude  thy  voice  shall  hear  ; 
Shall  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command, 
And  in  thy  siglit  accepted  stand. 

Mekrick. 


PSALM  CXLF.     Low/  Mtire.        M  orh 
Watclifulness  and  brotherly  Reproof. 

1  Lord,  when  I  call,  make  haste  to  hear, 
And  to  my  voice  incline  thine  ear  ; 

So  shall  my  prayV  like  incense  rise, 
My  lifted  hands  like  sacrifice. 

2  O  set  upon  my  lips  a  guard. 

And  let  my  tongue  be  doubly  l)arr'd  ! 
Let  not  my  heart  to  vice  incline, 
Nor  let  my  hand  in  mischief  join. 

3  If  e'er  from  wisdom's  path  I  stray, 
And  walk  in  sin's  delusive  \\  ay, 
Let  virtue's  friends,  severely  kind, 
Reprove  the  errors  of  my  mind. 

4  Their  faithful  words,  like  ointment  shed. 
Shall  never  bruise,  but  heal  my  head  ; 
And  when  I  find  them  pressed  w  ith  grief, 
rU  pray  to  Heav'n  lor  their  relief. 

Watts,  Merrick,  and  Denham. 

PSALM  CXLII.     Long  Aktre.  5 

Deliverance  from  Trouble  and  Sorrow. 

1  To  THEE,  great  God,  I  will  disclose, 
In  sad  recital,  all  my  woes ; 
Because  thine  eyes,  with  steady  view, 
Tlirough  sorrow's  gloom  my  steps  pursue. 

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210 PSALM   143.      

2  On  ev Vy  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 
But  found  no  friend  or  helper  nigh  ; 
No  lenient  tongue  my  grief  to  cheer, 
No  eye  to  drop  the  social  tear. 

3  Then,  mighty  God,  to  thee  I  cry'd, 
In  whom  I  can  my  hopes  confide  ; 
Be  thou  my  refuge  w  hile  I  live, 
Am}  when  I  die,  my  soul  receive. 

4  Do  thou  my  prison  doors  unbar, 

So  shall  my  tongue  thy  love  declare  ; 
And  righteous  men  with  me  shall  join 
To  celebrate  thy  powV  divine. 

Watts  and  Merrick,  varied. 


PSALM  144. 


211 


PSALM  CXLIII.     Long  Metre.  5 

Complaint  and  Hope. 

1  Hear,  O  my  God,  with  pity  hciir, 
My  humble,  supplicating  moan  : 
In  mercy  answer  all  my  prayV, 

And  make  thy  truth  and  goodness  known, 

2  O  let  thy  mercy  still  be  nigh ; 
Should  awful  justice  frown  severe, 
Before  the  terror  of  thine  eye, 
What  trembling  mortal  can  appear  I 

3  I  call  to  mind  the  former  days ; 
Thine  ancient  works  declare  thy  name. 
Thy  truth,  thy  goodness,  and  thy  grace ; 
And  these,  O  Lord,  are  still  the  same. 

i  To  thee  I  lift  my  suppliant  hands, 
To  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires ; 
As  cheering  showVs  to  thirsty  lands. 
Thy  grace  can  fill  diese  strong  desires. 

5  Speak  to  my  heart ;  the  gloomy  night 
Shall  vanish,  an4  bright  morning  break  ; 


In  tliee  I  trust,  my  guide,  my  light, 
Teach  me  the  path  my  feet  should  take. 

6  Teach  me  to  do  thy  sacred  will ; 
Thou  art  my  God,  my  hope,  my  stay  ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  lead  me  still, 
And  point  the  safe,  the  upright  way. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


PSALM  CXLIV.     Long  Metre,     ^  or  b 
Divine  Prelection,  Peace,  and  Plenty. 

1  Descend  from  heav'n,  Almighty  Lord, 
And  earth  shall  tremble  at  thy  word  ; 
The  smoking  liills,  with  conscious  fear, 
Shall  own  their  sov'rcign  Maker  near. 

2  \yhilst  thy  keen  pointed  lightnings  fly 
Like  flaming  arrows  through  the  sky. 
Our  foes,  dispers'd,  shall  rise  no  more, 
Nor  dare  the  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

3  O  let  thy  potent  arm  control 

These  threat'ning  waves  tliat  round  us  roll ; 

These  sons  of  vanity  that  rise, 

With  fraudful  hands  and  impious  lies! 

4  Then  shall  our  sons,  Ixneath  thy  care, 
Grow  up  like  plants  erect  and  fair ; 
Our  daughters  shall  like  pillars  rise. 
Were  splendid  buildings  charm  the  eyes. 

5  Then  plenty  shall  our  stores  increase, 
Plent>%  die  lovely  child  of  peace ; 
The  flock  its  fleecy  wealth  shall  yield, 
And  pour  its  thousands  o'er  the  field. 

6  The  well  fed  ox  shall  then  afford 
His  cheerful  labours  to  his  lord ; 
No  more  shall  sons  of  plunder  reign, 
Nor  sons  of  misery  complain. 


PSALM  145. 


7  O  happy  people  !  flwoiir'd  state  ! 
Whom  siicli  peculiar  blessings  wait ; 
Hcipp\^  !   who  on  the  Lord  depend, 
Their  help,  their  guardian,  and  their  friend. 


Mrs.  Steele. 


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PSALM  CXLV.     First  Part.     Com.  Metre. 
Tlie  Divine  Perfections  and  Providence. 

1  Thee  will  I  l)less,  my  God  and  King, 

Thy  endless  praise  proclaim  ; 
Thih  tribute  daily  will  I  bring, 
And  ever  bless  diy  name. 

2  Thou,  Lord,  art  infinitely  great, 

And  liiglily  to  l)e  prais'd  ; 
Thv  majesty,  with  boundless  height, 
Above  our  knowledge  rais\l. 

3  Renown'd  for  mighty  acts,  thy  fame 

To  fiiture  time  extends  ; 
From  age  to  age,  thy  glorious  name 
Successively  descends. 

4  The  futliers  to  the  list'ning  youth 

Shall  teach  thy  wondrous  ways  ; 
Ages  to  come  proclaim  thy  truth, 
xAnd  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

Shall  through  the  \\  orld  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  of  powV,  thy  heav'nly  state, 
With  publick  splendour  shown. 

6  The  world  is  govern'd  by  thy  hands. 

Thy  saints  are  ruPd  by  love ; 

And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands. 

Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

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Divine  Goodness. 

1  Great  is  the  Lord !  our  souls  adore  ! 

We  wonder  while  we  praise  ; 
Thy  pow'r,  what  creature  can  explore, 
Or  equal  honours  raise  ? 

2  Thy  name  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue, 

While  suns  shall  set  and  rise  ; 
And  tune  my  everlasting  song 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

3  Thy  praise  shall  be  my  constant  theme, 

The  wonders  of  thy  pow'r  ; 
I'll  speak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
And  bid  the  world  adore. 

4  But  sweetly  flowing  strains  shall  tell 

The  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  songs  of  grateful  joy  reveal 
Thy  spodess  righteousness. 

5  How  large  thy  tender  mercies  are  I 

How  wide  thy  grace  extends  ! 
On  thy  beneficence  and  care 
The  universe  depends. 

6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  for  daily  meat, 

Thy  creatures  lift  their  eyes  ; 
On  thee,  their  common  Father,  wait, 
From  thee  receive  supplies. 

7  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

From  thine  cxhaustless  store  ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  pow'r. 

8  Holy  and  just  in  all  its  ways 

Is  Providence  divine ; 


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Ill  all  thy  works,  laimoruil  rays 
Of  powV  and  goodness  shine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

PSALM  CXLV.      Third  Part.     CM.    M 
Divine  Power  and  Compassion. 

1  Great  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise, 

With  all  her  nuni'rous  tongues, 
Thy  saints  shall  tune  diviner  lays, 
And  love  inspire  their  songs. 

2  Th^'  powV  and  gocxlness  they  shall  sing, 

1  he  glories  of  thy  reign  ; 
Thy  wondrous  deeds,  Almighty  King, 
Shall  fill  the  raptur'd  strain. 

3  Thy  kingdom,  Loal,  for  ever  stands, 

u'hilc  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

4  He  that  invokes  the  God  of  grace, 

Shall  find  him  ever  near; 
To  all  who  hutTibly  seek  his  face 
He  lends  a  pitying  ear, 

5  He  knows  the  pain  liis  servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  crj' ; 
And  their  best  wislies  to  I'ulfil, 
His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

6  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 

Fiom  men  of  heart  sincere  ; 
He  saves  the  souls  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

7  His  pndse,  a  most  delightful  theme. 

Shall  fill  my  Iieart  and  tongue  ; 
Let  all  creation  bless  his  name 
In  one  eternal  song. 

Watts  and  Stscle. 


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No  Trust  in  Man.  but  in  God 

1  Th  E  praises  of  my  God  and  King, 
\\  hilc  1  have  life  and  breath  to  sing, 
Siiall  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue, 
liU  heav'n  improve  the  blissful  sorig. 

2  No  more  in  princes  will  I  trust ; 

\  Liin  man,  thou  an  but  air  and  dust  : 
With  all  thy  pride,  and  all  tliy  pow'r, 
The  helpless  creature  of  an  hour  ! 

3  He  breathes,  he  thinks,  but  soon  he  dies ! 
No  more  the  poter.t  or  the  wi^^^  ; 

The  scheme  his  morninp-»h.  ughtb  begun 
Is  lost  before  the  setri- ,r-  sun. 

4  Happy  the  mim  uliosc  Lopes  divine 
On  nature's  p:h  nlian  God  recline  ; 
u  ho  can  with  sacred  transport  say, 
This  God  is  mine,  my  help,  my  stay. 

5  Hcav'n,  earth  and  sea  declare  his  name, 
He  l)uilt,  he  fill'd  their  spacious  frame ; 
And  o'er  creation's  fairest  lines 

His  steadfiist  truth  unchanging  shines. 

6  His  justice  looks  on  those  who  mourn 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  scorn  ; 
The  liungry  poor  his  hand  sustains, 

^  And  breaks  the  wrctclied  captive's  chains. 

7  If  \yeary  strangers  friendless  roam, 
l)!\ine  protection  is  their  home  ; 
riie  Lord  relieves  the  widow's  care. 
Add  dries  the  helpless  orphan's  tear. 

^  File  Lord  shall  reign  for  ever  King, 
Arid  age  to  age  his  glory  sing  ; 
1  hy  God,  O  happy  Zion,  reigns  ! 
Kesound  his  praise  in  lofty  strains. 

Wrs.  Steele. 


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PSALM  CXLVI.     Six  Line  Long  Metre,     m 
Praise  for  Divine  Goodness. 

1  I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  sliall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

2  AV  hy  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust  ? 
Princes  must  die  and  turn  to  dust ; 

\'aiii  is  the  iK^lp  of  flesh  and  blood  ; 
Their  breath  departs;  their  pomp,  and  powV, 
And  thoughts,  all  vanish  in  an  hour. 

Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  g  ood. 

3  Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God,  who  made  the  sky, 

And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  fnid  his  promise  vain, 

4  The  Ijord  hath  eyes  to  give  die  blind  ; 
Tlie  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind ; 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace, 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress. 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

5  He  loves  his  saints,  he  knows  them  well ; 
His  love  their  joyful  lips  shall  tell ; 

Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns : 
Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  evVy  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage  ; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 


0  1 11  praLse  him  whilst  he  lends  me  breath  : 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

1  raise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powVs  : 
yK'ill «f  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
VV  hile  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last. 

Or  immortality  endures. 

Watts. 

PSALM  CXLVIl.     Comfnon  Metre.         ifi 
The  changing-  Seasons. 

1  With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud. 
Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 

Ov  cr  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud. 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 
■2  He  sends  his  show'rs  of  blessing  down, 
1  o  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  wood  the  mountains  crown. 
And  grass  m  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  raven's  cry  ; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 

4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
^Uhe  declining  year ; 
«t:  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race, 

And  wintry  days  appear. 
P  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
'      A>escend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
1  f  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
111  icy  fetters  bound. 

f  \Vhen,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  hiffh 
■  .p  He  pours  the  ratding  hail,  ^  ' 

Qk'^^2'  \"^^?  ^^^^s  his  God  defy, 
^nall  find  his  courage  fail. 

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7  He  sends  his  sun  to  melt  the  snow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  winds  to  Diow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud. 

Obey  his  sov'reign  word ; 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  tlV  Almighty  Lord.   ^,^^^^ 


PSALM  CXLVIl.     First  Part.     Long  Metre.      1 
The  Beauties  of  Nature. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  ;  let  praise  inspire 
The  grateful  voice,  the  tunelul  lyre  ; 
In  strains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 
The  endless  glories  of  our  Uocl. 

2  He  counts  the  hosts  of  starry  Jiuws; 
He  knows  their  natures  and  their  names . 
Great  is  our  God  !  his  wondrous  pow  r 
And  boundless  wisdom  we  adore. 

3  He  veils  the  sky  with  treasured  showVs ; 
On  earth,  the  plenteous  blessing  pours ; 
The  meadows  smile  in  lively  green. 
And  fairer  blooms  the  flow'ry  scene. 

4  His  bounteous  hand,  great  spring  of  good, 
Provides  the  brute  creation  food  ; 
He  feeds  the  ravens  when  they  cry, 
All  nature  lives  beneath  his  eye. 

5  In  nature,  what  can  him  delight. 
Most  lovely  in  its  Maker's  sight ; 
Not  active  strength  his  favour  moves, 
Nor  comely  form  he  bost  approves. 


6  But  to  the  Lord  is  ever  dear, 
Ihe  heart  where  he  implants  his  fear: 
1  lie  souls  who  on  his  grace  rely 
Are  ever  lovely  in  his  eye. 

— — Mrs.  Steele. 

PSALM  CXLVIl.     Sec.  Pari.     L.  M.    a. 
The  Seasons  of  the  Year. 

.,.    I  1  Praise  ye  the  Lord !  O  blissful  theme. 
—  I      ,rpO  '""{S  the  honours  of  his  name ! 
■       i  IS  pleasure,  'tis  divine  delight. 
And  praise  is  lovely  in  his  sight. 

2  He  speaks !  and,  swiftly  from  the  skies 
1  p  earth,  the  sov'reign  mandate  flies : 
UbsCTvant  nature  hears  the  word. 
And  bows  obedient  to  her  Lord. 

3  Now  thick  descending  flakes  of  snow 

0  er  earth  a  fleecy  mantle  throw ; 
Now  ghtt'nng  frost  o'er  all  the  plains 
li-xtends  its  universal  chains. 

*  ^l  '^'ifierce  storms  of  icy  hail 
i  he  shiv'ring  pow'rs  of  nature  fail ; 
Before  his  cold,  vyhat  Ufe  can  stand, 
Ui.sheltcr'd  by  his  guardian  hand  ? 

5  He  speaks  !  the  snoxv  and  ice  obey, 
And  nature's  fetters  melt  away  • 
Now  vernal  gales  soft  rising  blow, 
And  liquid  waters  gently  flow. 

6  Sing  to  the  Lorfl ;  let  praise  inspire 

1  he  grateful  voice,  the  tuneful  lyre : 
in  strains  of  joy  proclaim  abroad 
1  he  endless  glories  of  our  God. 

Mm.  Stebu. 


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FSALM  CXLVlll.     1st  Fart.     C.  M. 

UnUersal  Praise. 

1  Pfi  AisE  ye  tlie  Lord,  immortal  choir, 

Who  fiil  the  realms  above  ; 
Praise  him,  who  formed  you  of  his  hrc. 
And  feeds  you  with  his  love. 

2  Shine  to  his  praise,  \  c  crystal  skies, 

The  floor  oi'  his  abode  ; 
Or  veil  the  lustre  of  your  eyes, 
Before  a  brighter  God. 

3  Thou  eentral  globe  of  golden  light, 

Whose  Ix-ams  create  our  days  ; 
Join  with  the  silver  quct^n  ot  nignt, 
To  own  your  borrowed  rays. 

4  Blush  and  refund  the  honours  paid 

To  your  inferior  names  ; 
Tell  the  blind  world  your  orbs  are  fed 
By  his  exhausUess  flumes. 

5  Winds,  ve  shall  bear  his  name  aloud, 

I'hroiigli  tlk:  etherial  blue  ; 
For  when  liis  chariot  is  a  cloud, 
He  makes  his  wheels  ot  you. 

6  Thunder  and  hail,  and  fire  and  storms, 

The  troops  of  hr.  conunand, 
Appear  in  ;:ll  your  av\  lui  torais, 
And  speak  his  potent  hand. 


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PSALM  CXL\  III.     2iid  Part.     (  .  M     ^ 

1  Shout  to  tlie  Lord,  ye  surging  seas. 
In  your  eternal  roar  ; 
Let  wa\  e  to  u  ave  resound  his  praise, 
And  shore  reply  to  shore. 


2  While  fishes,  sporting  on  the  flood, 

In  scaly  silver  shine. 
Proclaim  their  mighty  Maker,  God, 
Amidst  the  foaming  brine. 

3  Biit  gentler  things  shall  tune  his  name 

^  To  softer  notes  than  these ; 
Young  zephyrs  breathing  o'er  the  stream. 
Or  wliisp'ring  through  the  trees. 

4  AVave  your  tall  heads,  ye  lofty  pines, 

To  him  wlio  makes  you  grow  ; 
Sweet  clusters  bend  the  fruitful  vines, 
On  evVy  thankful  bough. 

3  Let  the  shrill  birds  his  honour  raise. 
And  climb  the  morning  sky  ; 
Whilst  grov'ling  beasts  attempt  his  praise 
In  hoarser  harmony. 

6  Thus  while  the  meaner  creatures  sing. 
Ye  mortals,  take  the  sound  ; 
Kcho  the  glories  of  your  King 
Through  all  the  nations  round. 


Watts. 


PSALM  CXLVIII.     1st  Part.     L.  M.    m 

1  Fairest  of  all  the  lights  above, 

Thou  sun,  u  hose  beams  adorn  the  spheres, 
And  w  ith  unwearied  swiftness  move, 
1  o  form  the  circles  of  our  years  : 

2  Praise  the  Creator  of  the  skies. 

Who  dress'd  thine  orb  in  golden  rays ; 
Or  may  the  sun  forget  to  rise, 
If  he  forget  his  Maker's  praise. 

3  Thou  reigning  beauty  of  the  night, 
t  air  queen  of  silence,  silver  moon, 

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Whose  gentle  beams  and  borrow'd  light 
Are  softer  rivals  of  the  noon ; 

4  Arise,  and  to  that  sov'reign  Pow'r 
Waxing  and  waning  honours  pay ; 
Who  bade  thee  rule  the  dusky  hours. 
And  half  supply  the  want  of  day. 

5  Yc  gliit'ring  stars,  that  gild  the  skies. 
When  darkness  has  its  curtain  drawn, 
And  keep  your  watch  with  wakeful  eyes, 
When  business,  cares,  and  day  arc  gone  ; 

6  Proclaim  the  glories  of  your  Lord, 
Dispersed  through  all  the  heav'nly  street, 
Whose  boundless  treasures  can  aftord 
So  rich  a  pavement  for  his  feet. 

7  O  God  of  glory  I  God  of  love ! 

Thou  art  our  sun  that  mukcs  our  days ; 
With  all  thy  shining  works  above. 
We  would  unite  to  sing  thy  praise. 

Watts. 


PSALM  CXLVIII.     2Dd  Part.     L.  M.     M 

1  Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 
In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare  ; 
While  the  soft  whisper  of  his  name 
Fills  ev'ry  gentle  breeze  of  air. 

2  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  sea 

In  this  eternal  song  conspire. 

3  Ye  flow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  skill ; 
Vidlies,  lie  low  before  his  eye ;  ^ 
And  let  his  praise,  from  ev'ry  hill. 
Ribe,  tuneful,  to  the  neighb'ring  sky. 


4  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
Praise  him,  ye  beasts,  in  dilF'rent  strains  ; 
1  he  lamb  shall  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

5  Birds,  ye  shall  make  his  praise  your  theme, 

\i^u-^^  T^^^^^  ^  ^^"S  from  you  ; 

V\  hile  the  dumb  fish  that  cut  the  stream 

Leap  up,  and  mean  his  praises  too. 

6  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  sings  ? 
U  lor  a  shout  from  old  and  young, 
l^rom  humble  s\vains  and  lofty  kings  ! 

7  Wide  as  his  vast  dominion  lies, 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  shout  his  praise. 
And  sound  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

8  Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word  ' 

0  may  it  dwell  on  evVy  tongue  ! 

^ut  those  who  best  have  known  the  Lord 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song.         ' 

-  Watts. 

PSALM  CXLVIII.        Short  Metre.         2K 

1  Let  ev'r>- creature  join 

1  o  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
A  ^?^'"^y  host,  the  song  begin. 
And  sound  his  nape  abroad. 

^  '^'iP^j^""'  ^^^*  golden  beams, 

And  moon,  with  paler  rays. 
Ye  starry  lights,  ve  twinkling  flames. 

bhme  to  your  Maker's  praise. 
3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wondrous  ihme ; 


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By  his  command,  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  5^e  rise. 

Or  fall  in  show'rs,  or  sno^\■— 
Ye  thunders,  murnVring  round  the  skii\v 
His  pow'r  and  glory  show. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 

Agree  to  praise  the  Lord, 
When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  Bv  all  his  ^v  orks  above, 

Mis  honours  be  expressed  ; 
But  they  who  taste  his  saving  Io\  e, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 


PSALM  CXLVlll.   1st  Part.    JlalUlujah  Metr 

Universal  Praise. 

1  Ye  boundless  realms  of  jo\'. 
Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praise  your  song  emploj*, 
Above  the  starry  IVcUiie. 

Ye  holy  throng  Of  angels  l)ri;^!|t, 

In  worlds  of  light.  Begin  the  song. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
Thou  moon,  that  rules  the  night. 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light. 

His  praise  declare,  Ye  heav'ns  above 

And  clouds  that  move      In  liquid  air. 

Let  them  adore  the  Lord 
And  praise  his  holy  name  ; 
By  whose  almighty  word, 
They  all  from  nothips  came. 


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And  all  shall  last, 
His  firm  decrc« 


From  changes  free ; 
Stands  ever  fast. 

4  He  mov'd  tiicir  mighty  wheels, 
In  unknown  ages  past ; 

And  each  his  \vord  fulfils, 

V\  liiie  time  and  nature  last. 
in  difi'rent  ways,      His  w  orks  proclaim 
His  w  ondrous  name.  And  si)eak  his  praise. 

5  United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 

Whose  glorious  name  aione 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 
Earth's  utmost  ends    His  powV  obey  ; 
His  glorious  s\^  ay        The  sky  transcends. 

6  Virgins  and  youths  engage, 
To  sound  his  praise  divine  ; 
\y  liile  infancy  and  age 
Tlieir  feebler  voices  join. 

\y\dc  as  he  reigns,    His  name  be  sung, 
B}'  ev'ry  tongue,        In  endless  strains. 

7  Ix't  all  tlie  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above ; 
He  brings  his  people  ne?ar, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love. 

While  earth  and  sky    Attempt  his  praise, 
His  saints  shall  raise    His  honours  high. 

Tate  and  Watts,  united. 

PSALM  CXLVlll.  2nd  Part.   Hallelujah  Metre.  i«"~ 
Praise  from  all  the  Creatures^. 
FIRST    PAJIT. 

1    To  your  Creator,  God, 
Your  great  Preserver,  raise, 
Ye  creatures  of  his  hand, 
Your  highest  notes  of  praise. 


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Proclaim  his  pow*r, 
And  loud  rejoice. 


Let  ev'ry  voice 
His  name  adore, 

2  Let  all  creation  join, 
To  pay  the  tribute  due  ; 
Ye  heav'nly  hosts,  begin, 
And  we  shall  learn  of  you. 

Let  nature  raise,  From  evVy  tongue. 

A  grnVal  song  Of  grateful  praise. 

3  Thou  source  of  light  and  heat, 
Bright  ruler  of  the  day, 
Dispensing  blessings  round, 
With  all  diftiisive  ray  : 

From  mom  to  night.    With  ev'ry  beam, 
Record  his  name,         Who  gave  thee  light. 

4  Thou  moon,  in  radiance  mild, 
With  all  thy  starry  train, 
Which  rise  in  shining  hosts, 
To  gild  th'  etherial  plain  : 

With  coundess  rays.    Declare  his  name, 
Prolong  the  theme,      Reflect  his  praise. 

5  Ye  clouds,  or  fraught  with  show'rs, 
Or  ting'd  with  various  dies, 

That  pour  your  blessings  down, 

Or  charm  our  gazing  eyes  : 
His  goodness  speak,      His  praise  declare, 
As  through  the  air        You  shine  or  break. 

6  Ye  winds,  that  shake  the  world. 
With  tempests  on  your  wing, 
Or  breathe  in  gentle  gales. 

To  waft  the  smiling  spring  : 
Proclaim  aloud.  As  you  fulfil 

His  sovereign  will,       The  pow'rful  God. 


PSALM  148. 


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SECOND    PART. 


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Ye  rivers,  as  ye  flow. 

Convey  your  Maker's  name. 

Where'er  you  winding  rove 

On  ev'ry  silver  stream. 
Your  cooling  flood.      His  hand  ordains, 
To  bless  the  plains ;     Great  spring  of  good ! 

Ye  numVous  bleating  flocks, 

Far  spreading  o'er  the  plain, 

With  gentle  artless  voice, 

Assist  the  humble  strain. 
To  feive  you  food.       He  bids  the  field 
Its  verdure  yield  Extensive  good. 

Ye  herds  of  nobler  size. 

Who  graze  in  meads  below  ; 

Resound  your  Maker's  praise, 

In  each  responsive  low. 
You  wait  his  hand  ;     The  herbage  grows, 
The  riv'let  flows         At  his  command. 

i     Ye  feather'd  warblers,  come, 
And  bring  your  sweetest  lays  ; 
And  tune  the  sprightly  song 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 
His  work  you  are  ;    He  tun'd  your  voice, 
And  you  rejoice         Beneath  his  care. 

THIRD    PART. 

1     Ye  trees,  which  form  the  shade, 

Or  bend  the  loaded  bough 

With  fruits  of  sweetest  taste, 

Your  Maker's  bounty  show. 
From  him  you  rose  ;    Your  vernal  suits 
And  autumn  fruits       His  hand  bestows. 


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PSALM  148. 


3 


2      Ye  lovely  verdant  fields, 
111  all  your  green  array, 
Though  silent,  speak  his  praise, 
Who  makes  you  bright  and  gay. 
While  we  in  you,        With  future  bread, 
Profusely  spread,        His  goodness  view. 

Ye  flowVs,  which  l)looni  around 

A  thousiind  beauteous  dies, 

Your  fragrant  odours  breathe, 

A  gratefid  sacrifice  : 
To  him  whose  word    Ga\'e  all  your  bloom 
And  sweet  perfume  ;    All  bounteous  Lord  ! 

4  But,  O,  from  human  tongues 
Should  nol)ler  praises  How  ; 
And  c\''ry  thankful  heart 
With  wami  devotion  glow. 

Your  voices  raise,        Ye  highly  blest. 
Above  the  rest,  Declare  his  praise. 

5  Assist  me,  gracious  God, 
My  heart,  my  voice  inspire  ; 
Then  shall  I  grateful  join 
The  universal  choir. 

Thy  grace  can  raise    My  heart  and  tongue. 
And  tune  my  song      To  fively  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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PSALM  CXLVHI.     Particular  Metre,     M 

1  Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptur'd  thought  obej'. 
And  praise  th'  Almighty  name  ; 
Lo  !   heav'n,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 
To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 


^  WK^"^'^Jf\T'^,^^.^^J^yf"J  sound, 
While  all  th  adoring  throngs  around 

Wis  wondrous  mercy  sing  ; 
Let  ev'ry  list'ning  saint  above, 
VVake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  loudest  string. 

3  Thou  heav'n  of  heav'ns,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds  proclaun  your  Maker,  God, 
Ve  thunders,  speak  his  power ; 


4  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise. 
1  o  lom  the  thunder  of  the  skies, 
l^raise  him  who  bids  you  roll ; 
tlis  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
l^^ach  whispring  breeze  of  yielding  air, 
And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

'  ^^'ake,  all  ye  soaring  throng,  afid  sing : 
Ye  cheerful  warblers  of  the  spring 
,Harmonious  anthems  raise, 
1  o  him  who  diapVl  your  finer  mould. 
Who  tipt  your  glitt'ring  wings  with  gold. 
And  tun'd  your  voice  to  praise. 

^  Tk^  ^^r'  ^^K  "^^^^^'*  passions  sway'd, 
ihe  feeling  heart,  the  reas'ning  head 

in  heav'nly  praise  employ ; 
spread  the  Creator's  name  around, 
I  111  heav  n's  wide  arch  repeat  the  sound, 
1  he  gen'ral  burst  of  joy.  ' 

B.  Williams's  Collection. 
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If 


230 


PSALM  149. 


PSALM  150. 


PSALM  CXLIX.     Particular  Metre,         * 
Thanksgiving. 

1  O  PRAISE  ye  the  Lord! 
Prepare  your  glad  voice, 
His  praise  in  the  great 
Assembly  to  sing. 

In  their  great  Creator 
Let  all  men  rejoice. 
And  heirs  of  salvation 
Be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name 
Devoudy  adore ; 

In  loud  swelling  strains 
His  praises  express, 
Wlio  graciously  opens 
His  l)ountirul  store, 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and 
His  children  to  bless. 

3  With  glory  adorn'd, 
His  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence 
And  plenty  supplies ; 
Their  loud  acclamations 
To  him  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  l)e  sounded, 
And  reach  to  the  skies. 

I  Ye  angels  above, 
His  glories  who've  sung, 
In  loftiest  notes. 
Now  publish  his  praise  : 
We,  mortals,  delighted, 
Would  borrow  your  tongue ; 
Would  join  in  your  numbers, 
And  chant  to  your  lays.  . 

Tate  variea. 


231 


PSALM  CL.         Long  Metre,  M 

Praise. 

1  Praise  ye  the  Lord  !  let  praise  employ, 
III  his  owii  courts,  your  songs  of  joy  ; 
The  spacious  firmament  around 

Shall  echo  back  the  joylul  soinid. 

2  Recount  his  works  in  strains  divine. 

His  wondrous  works, how  bright  they  shine ! 
Praise  liim  for  all  his  mighty  deeds, 
Whose  greatness  all  your  praise  exceeds. 

3  Awake  the  trumpet's  piercing  sound. 
To  spread  your  sacred  pleasure  round ; 
\y  hile  softer  musick  tunes  the  lute. 
The  warbling  harp,  the  breatliing  flute. 

4  Ye  virgin  train,  with  joy  advance, 
To  praise  him  in  the  graceful  dance ; 

Aw  ake  each  voice,  and  strike  each  string, 
And  to  the  solemn  organ  sing. 

5  Let  the  loud  cymbal  sound  on  high, 
To  softer,  deeper  notes  reply  ; 
Harmonious,  let  the  concert  rise. 
And  bear  the  rapture  to  the  skies. 

Cj  Let  all  whom  life  and  breath  inspire 
Attend  and  join  the  blissful  choir ; 
But  chiefly  ye  who  know  his  word. 
Adore,  and  love,  and  praise  die  Lord ! 

Mrs.  Steeli. 


ilNjy    OF    THE    PSALMS. 


ALPHABETICAL  INDEX 


OF   THE 


First  Lines  of  the  Psalms^  referring  to  the  Pages. 


ALMIGHTY  Father,  gracious  Lord 
Almighty  Ruler  of  the  skies 
Among  the  gods  there's  none  like  thee 
And  will  the  God  of  grace 
And  will  the  great  eternal  God 
Approach,  ye  piously  dispos'd 
Arise,  my  tender  thoughts,  arise 
As  pants  the  hart  for  cooling  streams 
As  showers  on  meadows  newly  mown 
Attend,  O  earth,  when  God  declares 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise 
Awake,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King 
Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne 
Before  the  hills  in  order  stood 
Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay 
Behold,  O  God,  how  cruel  foes 
Behold  the  corner  stone 
Behold  the  fool,  whose  heart  denies 
Behold  the  love,  the  generous  love 
Behold  the  morning  sun 
Behold  the  rising  dawn  appear 
Beneath  God's  terrors  doom'd  to  groan 
Beneath  my  God's  protecting  arm 
Bless  God,  O  my  soul 
Bless,  0  my  soul,  the  living  God 
Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 

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195 


INDEX. 

Blest  are  the  souls  who  hear  and  know 
Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 
Blest  is  the  man  whose  tender  care 
Blest  is  the  man  who  shum  the  place 

COME,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord 
Come,  0  ye  saints,  your  voices  raise 
Come  sound  his  praise  abroad 
Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord 

DAVID  rejoiced  in  God  his  strength 
Beep  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
Descend  from  heaven,  aloiig^hty  Lord 

EARLY  my  God,  without  delay 

FAIREST  of  all  the  lij^hts  above 
Far  from  our  friends  and  country  dear 
Father,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand 
Father,  I  sing  thy  wcndrous  grace 
Firm  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright 
Fools  in  their  hearts  believe  and  say 
For  ever  shall  my  song  record 
For  thee,  O  God,  our  constant  praise 
From  age  to  age  exalt  his  name 
From  deep  distress  and  troubled  thoughts 
From  thee,  great  Lord  of  life  and  death 
From  Zion'fi  hill  my  help  descends 

GIVE  ear,  ye  children,  to  my  law 
Give  thanks  to  God,  he  reigns  above 
Give  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name 
Give  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame 
Give  to  our  God  immortal  praise 
God  in  the  great  assembly  stands 
God  is  our  refuge  in  distress 
God  is  the  Lord,  the  heavenly  King 
Ood,  m/  supporter  and  my  hope 


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211 

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87 

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118 
183 

106 

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45 

197 

110 

68 

88 

101 


INDEX. 

(n)il  ol  eternal  love 

(lod  of  my  life,  whose  bounteous  care 

( iod  of  our  strength,  to  thee  we  cry 

God's  perfect  law  converts  the  soul 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 

Great  is  the  Lord,  our  souls  adore 

Oeat  God,  attend  my  humble  call 

Great  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim 

Great  God,  our  haughty  foes  repel 

Great  God,  the  heaven's  well  order'd  frame 

Great  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise 

(ireat  (lod,  whose  universal  sway 

Great  Kuler  of  the  earth  and  skies 

Great  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel 

HAD  not  the  Lord,  may  Israel  say 

Happy  the  nation  where  the  Lord 

Hear,  O  my  God,  with  pity  Iiear 

Hear  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said 

Help,  Lord,  for  men  of  virtue  fail 

He's  bless'd  whose  jjins  have  pardon  gain'd 

Hi§:h  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God 

Hoiv  blest  are  they  who  always  keep 

How  does  my  heart  rejoice 

How  long,  O  Lord,  shall  wicked  men 

How  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  face 

How  often  have  our  restless  foes 

JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
I)  God  to  build  the  house  deny 
I'll  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 
In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee 
In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not 
ncumbent  on  the  bending  sky 
'ndulgeot  God,  with  pitying  eye 


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30 
70 

213 
96 

111 
85 

208 
31 

214 
98 
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103 

188 

52 
■210 
121 

18 

50 

56 
171 
186 
131 

19 
191 

99 
190 
216 
203 

13 

27 
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INDEX. 

In  God,  most  holy,  just  and  true 
In  Judcih  God  of  old  was  known 
U  there  ambition  in  my  heart 
1  set  Che  Lord  before  Ly  face 
It  is  the  Lord  our  Maker's  hand 
Jud^e  me,  O  God,  and  prove  my  ways 
i  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 

LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise 

Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 

Let  all  the  various  tribes  of  men 

Let  every  creature  join 

Let  God  arise  in  all  his  mig^ht 

Let  heathens  to  their  idols  haste 

Let  sinners  take  their  course 

Let  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice 

Lift  your  voice  and  tliankful  sing 

liOrd,  ha-^t  thou  cast  the  nation  off 

Lord,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

I^rd,  in  thy  great,  ihy  glorious  name 

Lord,  let  our  humble  cry 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above 

Lord,  should  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er 

Lord,  shouldst  thou  call  us  to  thy  bar 

Lord,  thou  hast  seen  my  soul  sincere 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Lord,  what  a  thoughtless  wretch  was  I 

Lord,  whiit  was  man  when  made  at  first 

Lord,  we  tdy  wondrous  praise  proclaim 

Lord,  when  I  call,  make  haste  to  hear 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high 

Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire 

Lord,  who's  the  happy  man  that  may 

MAKER  and  sovereign  Lord 
My  God,  how  many  are  mj  fearf 


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193 

24 

141 

61 

135 

176 

36 

•««>) 

92 

23 

75 

140 

199 

81 

176 

12 

49 

80 

114 

207 

192 

27 

J27 

101 

15 

144 

209 

93 

204 

20 

9 

10 


INDEX. 

My  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope 

My  God,  permit  my  tongue 

My  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 

My  God,  the  visits  of  thy  face 

My  heart  and  flesh  cry  out  for  thee 

3ly  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

My  soul,  review  the  time 

My  soul,  the  awful  hour  will  come 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone 

My  trust  is  in  my  heavenly  Friend 

NO  change  of  times  shall  ever  shock 
Not  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust 
Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
Now  in  the  hour  of  deep  distress 
Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
Now  may  the  God  of  power  and  grace 
Now  shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paid 
Now  to  the  Lord  of  heaven  and  earth 

0  BLESSED  souls  are  they 
0  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 
Of  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing 
<^  for  ;i  shout  of  sacred  joy 
0  Cod  of  my  salvation,  hear 
0  God,  my  grateful  soul  aspires 
0  God,  we  celebrate  thy  praise 
0  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 
<'  Lord,  how  worthy  of  our  love 
0  Lord,  my  rock,  to  thee  I  cry 
^  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 
<^  Lord,  to  our  request  give  ear 
^h  God  my  steadfast  hopes  rely 
'->  praise  ye  the  Lord 


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143 

202 

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26 
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35 
35 
33 
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90 

50 

133 
139 

69 
119 
161 
162 
175 
113 

44 

65 

86 
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INDEX. 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above 

O  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  waya 

O  that  thy  statutes  every  hour 

O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  I'ow 

O  thou  who  hear^t  when  sinners  cry 

O  thou  whose  i,^race  and  justice  rcig^a 

O  were  I  hke  a  ieathcr'd  dove 

PAIIKXT  of  nature,  God  .su|>reme 
Parent  of  universal  good 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  immortal  choir 
Praise  ye  the  LonI,  lot  praise  employ 
Praise  ye  the  Lord,  0  blissful  theme 
Praise  ve  the  Lord,  to  speak  his  praise 
Preserve  me,  Lord,  iu  time  of  need 

REJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord 

SALVATION  is  for  ever  nigh 
Shall  tyrants  rule  l»y  impious  laws 
Shew  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive 
Shout  to  the  Lord,  ye  surging  seas 
Sing  to  the  Lord  aloud 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah'^s  name 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  let  praise  inspire 
Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
Sovereign  of  life,  I  own  thy  hand 

TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days 
Th'  Almighty  reigns  exalted  high 
That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 
Thee  will  1  hlc^^,  my  God  and  King 
The  God  Jehovah  reigns 
The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 
The  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face 
The  Lord  himself,  the  mighty  Lord 
The  Lord  in  Zion  placM  his  name 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 


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73 
220 
109 


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218 

16 

169 


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136  ■ 

164  ■ 

212  I 

138  I 

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130 


INDEX. 

rhe  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare 

The  Lord  my  Saviour  is  my  ligSii 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 

The  Lord,  the  God  of  glory  reigns 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 

The  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns 

The  praises  of  my  God  and  King 

There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks 

They  who  in  ships,  with  courage  bold 

Think,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man 

This  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made 

This  s[)acious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's  ; 

Thou  art  my  portion,  O  my  God 

Thou  God,  hy  whose  command  I  live 

Thou  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest 

Thou,  Lord,  hast  earth's  foundation  laid 

Thou,  Lord,  in  heaven  hast  plac'd  thy  throne 

Thou,  Lord,  through  every  changing  scene 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life 

Thus  the  eternal  Father  spake 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 

Thus  saith  the  Lord,  your  work  is  vain 

Thy  favour,  gracious  Lord,  display 

Thy  mercy.  Lord,  my  only  hope 

Thy  mercies  till  the  earth,  O  Lord 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord 

Thy  name,  O  God,  my  heart  avows 

Thy  praise,  O  God,  in  Zion  waits 

Thy  word  is  like  a  heavenly  light 

'Tis  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand 

To  bless  thy  chosen  race 

To  God  I  lift  my  eyes  41, 

To  God  the  mighty  Lord 

To  our  Almighty  Maker,  God 


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43 
38 
43 
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72 
215 
148 
159 
122 
169 
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172 
207 
182 
141 
145 
126 
53 
162 
U 
62 
115 
55 
177 
168 
76 
89 
173 
88 
91 
184 
198 
137 


INDEX. 

To  thee,  great  God,  will  I  disclose 
To  thee,  most  holy  and  most  high 
To  thee,  my  God,  my  heart  shall  bring 
To  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
To  your  Creator,  God 

VAST  are  thy  works,  Almighty  Lord 
Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill 

WE  bless  the  Lord,  the  just,  the  good 
Welcome,  thou  day  of  sacred  rest 
What  seraph  of  celestial  birth 
What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
What  sinners  value  I  resign 
When  fancy  spreads  her  boldest  wings 
When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name 
When  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand 
When  1  survey  life's  varied  scene 
When,  overwhelmed  with  pain  and  grief 
Where  oothing  dwelt  but  beasts  of  prey 
With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud 
Who  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place 
Why  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast 
Why  doth  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far 
Why  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
Why  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret 

YE  boundless  reala|s  of  joy 

Ye  servants  of  th'  eternal  King 
Ye  servants  of  th'  almighty  King 
Yet,  saith  the  Lord,  if  I|avid's  race, 


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166 

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160 

202 

217 

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57 

16 

70 

57 

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165 
122 


H.  B,  The  Hymns  are  placed  fi  the  alphabetical 
order  of  their  initial  letters. 


HYMNS. 


ilYMN  I.     Long  Metre.  m  or  \;^ 

Persecution. 

i  Absurd  and  vain  attempt !  to  bind, 
\\  ith  iron  chains,  the  lieeborn  mind ; 
1  ()  icrce  convjction,  and  reclaim 
i  nc  wand'nng,  by  destructive  flame ! 

^  Hold  :uTogance,  to  snatch  from  heav'n 
IJonimion  not  to  mortals  giv'n  ' 
0\r  conscience  to  usurp  the  throne, 
-^''Hiiitable  to  God  alone! 

^  ,)^ivl  z  al !  that  fills  the  \vov\d  \v\\h  no  ! 
!  iui  luirJs  down  kingdoms  at  a  blow  ! 

'vaknis  A-cngeaiKx?  lo  dc\T)ur 
u.o  iocs  ofantichristian  pouY  ! 

tin- gentle  law  ofiovc 
1>'.'  s  no  sucli  cruellies  approve  : 
\liicl  as  thyself,  thy  doctrine  w  iclds 
^  '  ^irnis.  out  what  persuasion  yields. 

;>:  l>i'Hji.'>  divine  aiid  reason  strong, 

J^^lrawsthe  wilhng  soul  along  ; 

^iKl  concru  bis  to  tliy  cliurch  acquires, 

i^3  elociueiKe,  uhich  Heav'n  inspires. 
'  ^^.  Jj-'PPy  who  arc  thus  compelled 

''Hhenc:h  least,  by  Jesus  held! 

*  i»c  ijgiit  u  hich  liberty  supplies. 

-,  Scott 

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HYMN  2. 


HYMN  S,  4. 


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HYMN  H.       Common  Metre, 
The  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Aw  akcs  die  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  tlie  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  This  day  l>e  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  on  ev'ry  lieart, 
And  praise  on  cvVy  tongue. 

3  Ten  thousand  offTing  lips  shall  join, 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  Ijlessings  from  its  wingb, 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

4  Jesus,  the  friend  of  hum.in  kind,^ 

With  strong  compassion  mov'd, 
Came  from  the  l){)s()m  of  his  God, 
To  save  die  souls  he  lovVl. 

5  The  powVs  (.r darkness  Icu^u'd  in  vain, 

To  bind  his  soul  indtatli ;  . 

He  shook  their  kingdoms  w lieu  he  fell, 
With  his  expiring  Ijrcath. 

6  Not  long  the  bands  of  death  could  kcf]i 

The  liope  of  Judah's  line  ; 
Corruption  never  could  take  hold 
On  One  so  much  di\ine. 

7  Exalted  high  at  God's  riglit  hancl 

And  Lord  of  all  below  ; 
Through  him  is  pard'ning  love  disi-.  u  >  ^ 
And  endless  blessings  flow . 

8  Now  to  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

Glad  homage  let  us  give  ; 
And  be  prepar'd  like  him  to  die. 
That  with  him  we  may  li\e. 


HYMN  HI.         Long  Metre,  j) 

Holy  Resolution. 

1  Ah,  wretched  souls,  who  strive  in  vain  ! 
SIa\  es  to  the  world,  and  slaves  to  sin  ! 
A  noWer  toil  may  I  sustain, 

A  nobler  satisfaction  w  in. 

2  I  would  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 
With  all  my  pow  Vs  to  serve  tlie  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  precepts  e'er  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

'  0  be  liis  service  all  my  joy  ! 
Around  let  my  example  shine  ; 
Till  others  love  the  blc^t  employ. 
And  join  in  labours  so  divine. 

i  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 
My  solemn,  my  determin'd  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

5  O  may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  sacred  ways  ! 
Great  God,'aecei>t  my  soul's  desire. 
And  gi\  e  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

Mn*     S 1  E  E I ,  E . 

HV.\IN  IV.  Common  Metre,  b 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

1  Alas,  what  hourly  dangers  rise  ! 

What  snares  beset  my  w^ay  ! 
To  heav'n  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 
And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

x\nd  melt  in  flow  ing  tears  ! 
M\'  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
How  strong  my  foes  and  fears  ! 


II 


HYMN  5. 


3  O  gracious  Gocl,  in  whom  I  live  ! 

My  feeble  efibrts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive. 
Though  trembling  and  al'raid. 

4  Increase  my  faitli,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  liars  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  When  strong  temptations  friglit  my  liearl, 

Or  lure  my  leet  aside  ; 
My  God,  tliy  pow'rful  aid  impart, 
My  guardian  and  my  guide. 

6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 

And  never  let  me  go  astray, 

From  happiness  and  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  6,  7. 


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HYMN  V.     Long  Metre.  t) 

'  The  Syro-Phenician  Woman.     Matt  xv.  26,  27. 

1  ALL-conqVing  faith!  how  high  it  rose ! 
When  heav*n  itself  might  seem  t'oppose ! 
All  gracious  Lord  !  who  didst  appear 
Most  merciful  when  most  severe ! 

Thus,  at  thy  feet,  our  souls  would  fi^ll, 
And  loudly  thus  for  mercy  call ; 
'*  Thou  Son  of  David,  pity  show, 
""  And  save  us  from  th'  infernal  foe." 

3  Though  viler  than  the  brutes  we  be', 
Our  longing  eyes  would  wait  on  thee, 
Who  dost  to  dogs  such  grace  afford, 
To  taste  the  crumbs  beneath  thy  board. 

4  But  thou  the  humble  soul  wilt  raise, 
And  all  its  sorrows  turn  to  praise  ; 


Each  self-abasing  broken  heart 
Shall  with  thy  children  share  a  part. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  VI.     S/iorc  Metre,  a 

Christ  the  Branch  of  David,  and  the  Morning  Star. 

1  All  hail,  mysterious  King  ! 
Hail,  David's  ancient  root! 
1  hou  righteous  Branch,  which  thence  did 
1  o  give  the  nations  fruit.  [spring, 

'J  Our  weary  souls  shall  rest 
Bencatli  thy  grateful  sliade-, 
Our  thirsting  lips  the  sweets  shall  taste, 
^  By  thy  blest  Iruit  coinTy'd. 

3  Fair  morning  Star,  arise  ! 

With  li\'ing  glories  bright ; 
And  pour  on  these  awak'iiing  eyes 
A  flood  of  sacred  light. 

4  The  horrid  gloom  is  fled, 

Pierc'd  by  thy  heav'nly  ray  ; 
Shine,  and  our  wandVing  footsteps  lead 
To  everlasting  day. 

DoDDttiDGE  altered. 


HYMN  VH.      Common  Metre, 
A  Pillar  in  llie  heavenly  Temple. 

1  All  hail,  victorious  Saviour,  hail ! 

I  bow  to  thy  command. 
And  own  that  David's  royal  kt  v 
Well  fits  thy  sov 'reign  'hand. ' 

2  Open  the  treasures  of  thy  love. 

And  shed  thy  gifts  abroad ; 
Unveil  to  my  rejoicing  eyes 
The  temple  of  my  God. 
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m 


ii 


\\ 


HYMN  8. 


HYMN  9. 


3  There  as  a  pillar  let  me  stand, 

On  an  eternal  liase  ; 
Uprear'd  by  thy  almighty  hand. 
And  polished  by  thy  grace. 

4  There,  deep  engraven  let  me  bear 

The  title  of  my  God  ; 
And  mark  tlie  New  Jerusalem, 
As  my  secure  abode. 

5  In  lasting  characters  inscribe 

Thy  own  beloved  name  ; 
That  endless  ages  there  may  read 
The  great  Immanuel's  claim. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  VIII.     Lon^  Metn.  M  or  ty 

,  Uncharitable  Judgment. 

1  Ai L- KNOWING  God  !  His  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  \\Tong  opinions  flow- 
To  judge  from  principles  within. 
When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who,  among  men,  high  Lord  of  all. 
Thy  serv  ants  to  his  bar  may  call  ? 
Decide  of  heresv,  and  shake 

A  brother  o'er  the  flaming  lake  ? 

3  Who,  w  ith  luiother's  eye,  can  read  ^ 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Revering  thy  command  alone, 
We  humbly  seek  and  use  our  own. 

4  If  wrong,  forgive  ;  accept,  if  right, 
Wliilst  faithliil  we  obey  our  light ; 
And  cens'ring  Bone,  are  zealous  still 
To  follow,  as  to  leam,  thy  will. 

5  When  shall  our  happy  eyes  behold 
Thy  people,  fa^hion'd  in  thy  mould  ^ 


And  charity  our  lineage  prove, 
Derived  from  thee,  O  God  of  love  ? 


Scott. 


HYMX  IX.     Long  Metre. 


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A  Vision  of  the  Lamb. 

1  All  mortal  \'anities,  begone  ! 

Nor  temjn  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears ; 
Bcliold,  before  th'  eternal  throne, 
A  vision  of  the  Lamb  appears  ! 

2  Glory  liis  fleecy  robe  adJorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore ; 
hcven  are  his  eyes,  and  seven  his  horns, 
1  o  speak  his  wisdom  and  his  powV. 

)  1.0  !  he  receives  a  sealed  book 
horn  Him  that  sits  upon  thedirone! 
Jesus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 
On  dark  decrees  and  things  unknown. 

1  All  the  assembling  saints  around 
tall  \v orshipping  before  the  Lamb  ; 

A  !ij  ^"  "*^^^^"  ^^^^^^  of  gospel  sound, 
Address  their  lionours  to  his  name. 

)  Our  voices  join  the  hcav'nly  strain. 
And  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
1 0  be  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

^  Jxr^}^  '^'*^^  redeemed  our  souls  from  helf, 
VVith  thme  inestimable  blood  ; 
And  wretches,  who  did  once  rebel, 
Are  now  made  servants  of  their  God. 

Who  died  for  treasons  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
Aad  reign  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

Watts* 


8 


HYMN  10,  11. 


HYMN  12. 


JBj 


HYMN  X.         Commoji  Me  ire. 
The  Marriage  of  the  Laml>. 

1  All  ye  who  laitlilul  servants  are 

Of  our  Almighty  King, 
Both  high  and  low,  and  small  and  great, 
His  praise  devoutly  sing. 

2  Let  us  rqoice  and  render  thanks 

To  his  most  holy  name  ; 
Rejoice,  rejoice,  for  now  is  comt ' 
'Fhe  marriage  of  the  Laml). 

3  His  bride  herself  has  ready  made  ; 

How  pure  and  wliite  her  dress  ' 
This  is  the  saint's  integrity, 
And  spotless  holiness. 

4  How  happy  then  is  e\  V\'  one. 

Who  to  the  marriage  feast. 

And  holy  supper  of  the  I^aml), 

Is  call'd  a  welcome  guest ! 

_   Tate. 

HYMN   XI.        Particular  Metre,         b 
Submission  to  the  Divine  Will. 

1  Almighty  King  of  heav'n  above, 
Eternal  Source  of  trutli  and  lo\e, 

And  Lord  of  all  below, 
With  re\  'renee  :ind  religious  fear, 
Permit  thy  suppliants  to  drnw  near, 

And  at  thy  feet  to  bow. 

2  Thy  sovereign  fiat  form'd  us  first, 
I'hy  breath  can  blow  us  back  to  dust, 

Frail,  sinful,  mortal  clay  ; 
'Tis  thine  undoubted  right  to  give 
Those  earthly  blessings  we  receive. 

And  thia€  to  take  uway. 


3  All  things  are  under  thy  control, 
EtcTnal  \Vlsdom  rules  the  whole, 

Educing  good  from  ill ; 
Submissive  therefore  we  resign, 
Our  w  ills  are  swallowed  up  in  thine, 

In  thy  most  holy  will. 

4  In  heav'n  above,  thy  w  ill  is  done ; 
There,  angels  wait  around  thy  throne, 

Thy  counsels  to  obey  ; 
Adoring  at  thy  feet  they  fall, 
Confess  thee  so\  'reign  Lord  of  all, 

And  own  thy  povvVful  sway. 
Lord,  may  we  join  th'  lieav'nly  throng, 
Ma\'  mortals  learn  th'  angelic  song, 

Who  d\\  ell  beneath  the  sun  ; 
May  e\  'ry  tongue  thy  praise  proclaim, 
1  nis  l3e  the  universal  theme, 

*' Jehovah's  will  be  done." 


5 


2K  or  b 


HYMN  XII.         Short  Metre. 
Humble  Praise. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God, 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  glories,  how  diffused  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  franie  ! 

2  Nature  in  ev'ry  dress 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  t'  express 

Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 
In  native  white  and  red, 

Tlie  rose  and  lily  stand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread, 

Vo  show  thy  skilful  hand. 
4  The  lark  mounts  up  on  high 

With  unambitious  songj 


!i 


10 


HYMN  13. 


HYMN  T  4. 


11 


And  beiirs  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

5  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

6  But  pride,  that  busy  sin, 

Spoils  all  that  1  pcrlbrm  ; 
Curs'd  pride  that  creeps  securely  in. 
And  swells  a  wretched  w  orm. 

7  Create  my  soul  anew, 

Or  all  my  worsliip's  Miiii ; 
This  sinful  heart  will  not  be  true, 
Till  it  be  form'd  again. 

8  In  joy  then  let  me  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days ; 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfume  of  praise.         Watts. 


HYMN  XIIL        Common  Metre.        dL  or  ^ 
Holy  Fortitude. 

1  Aftf  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross  ? 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blusli  to  speak  liis  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowVy  beds  of  ease  ? 
Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  saiPd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  not  I  stem  tlie  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  P 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courap^e,  Lord  ; 


I'll  l)car  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  \vord. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer  though  they  die ; 
They  view  the  triumph  from  afar. 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 

And  all  tliy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

Watts. 


HYMN  XIV.     Lovg  Metre.         21  or  b 
Christ  our  Example. 

1  And  is  tlic  gospel  peace  and  love ? 

SiK  11  ict  our  coinersation  be  ; 

The  SCI  pent  l)lende(l  witli  the  dove, 

u  isdoni  and  meek  simplicity. 
^t  W  lieiie'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

Arid  teini)t  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 

i  ()  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eves, 

Bri'^ht  Pattern  of  the  Chnstian  life. 
3  0  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild,  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 

He  this  the  temi)cr  of  our  mind, 
Uid  tlicse  the  rules  l)y  w]]ich  we  live. 

'^:  (]o  his  heav'niy  Father's  will, 

v\  as  his  employment  and  ddight ; 

tunmiity  and  holv  2cal 

■Slione  through  his  life  divinely  brigh^ 

'  /,?;^Pf  "^"^JI  good  M  here'er  he  came, 
1  le  labours  of  his  life  ^v•c^c  love  ; 
Inen,  if  we  bear  tlie  Saviour's  name, 
^^y  his  ''xaniple  lei  u^  movo. 


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HYMN  15. 


6  But  ah,  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are  ! 
How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside  I 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care, 

We  ask  thy  spirit  for  our  guide. 

7  Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be  ; 
Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace, 

0  Saviour,  daily  more  like  thee. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  XV.     Short  Metre.         M.  or  5 
Triumph  over  Death. 

1  And  must  this  body  die  ? 

This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  acii\c  !ini!)s  of  mine 
Lie  mouldVing  in  tlie  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth  and  w  orms. 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh. 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  coIik- 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

3  Christ,  my  Redeemer,  li\  cs. 

And,  often  from  the  ski(  s, 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  diisi 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine , 
And  evVy  shape,  and  ev'ry  iac^L , 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  liopes  we  o\\ e 

To  Jesus'  dying  love  ; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below , 
And  sing  his  powV  above. 

6  O  Lord,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  songs, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise, 
With  our  immortal  tongues.     Watts 


HYMN  16,  17. 


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HYMN  XVI.     Common  Metre.     M.  or  ^ 
For  the  New  Year. 

1  And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  my  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  Iiere, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  dubious  life  is  done, 

Nor  w  ill  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  nm, 
The  few  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  w  ith  utmost  care, 

Thy  true  condition  learn.;  [fair  V 

W'liat  are  thy  hopes  ?  how  sure  ?   how 

And  what  thy  chief  concern  ? 
I  With  the  new  year,  which  now  begins, 

Begin  thy  race  for  heav*n  ; 
Repent  of  all  thy  former  sins  ; 

Reform,  and  be  forgiv'n. 
5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

To  him  thyself  commend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heav'niy  road, 

Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

HYMN  XVII.     All  Sevens  Metre.  i^ 

The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  Angels,  roll  the  stone  away  ; 

Death,  give  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 

See  !  He  rises  from  the  tomb, 

Shining  in  immortal  bloom. 
-2  Tis  the  Saviour  !  angels,  raise 

Your  triumphant  song  of  praise ; 

Let  the  heav'ns'  remotest  bound 

Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

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14 


HYMN  18. 


HYMN  19. 


3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes  ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise  ; 
Mark  his  progress  through  the  sky, 
I'o  the  radiant  world  on  high. 

4  Heav'n  displays  her  crystal  gate  ; 
Enter  in  thy  royal  state  ; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
'Tis  thy  Father's  and  thy  own. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heav'nly  choirs, 
Strike  with  awe  your  golden  lyres  ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapt'rous  song. 
Let  the  strains  be  loud  and  strong. 

6  To  the  list'ning  nations  tell, 

Sin  o'erthrown,  and  vanquish 'd  hell. 
Where  is  death's  once  dreaded  king  ! 
Where,  O  monster,  is  thy  sting  "? 


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Scott. 


HYMN  XVIll.     Long  Metre.     ^  or  5 
The  SabbaU). 

1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done  ! 
Another  Sabbath  is  l)egun  ! 
Return,  my  soul,  enjov  thy  rest, 
Improv  e  the  day  that  God  has  Ijless'd. 

2  Come,  praise  the  Lord,  wliose  love  assign 
So  sweet  a  rest  to  \veary  minds  ; 
Prd\'ides  an  antepast  of  iieav*n. 

And  gives  this  day  the  food  of  seven. 

3  O  that  our  thoughts  and  tlratiks  may  risi' 
As  giateful  incense  to  the  skies  ! 

And  draw  from  heav'n  that  sueet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

4  Tliis  heav'nly  calm  within  the  breast 
Is  the  dear  pledge  of  glorious  rest. 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
TIk*  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 


5  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new  ; 
W^itli  praise  we  think  on  mercies  past, 
With  hope  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

()  In  lioly  duties  let  thfe  day. 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away  ; 
The  Sabbath  thus  we  love' to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  which  ne'er  shall  end. 


Stennet. 


HYMN  XIX.     iiix  Line  L.  M.     2t  or  b 
God's  Name  proclaimed  to  Moses. 

1  Attend,  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine 

Around  thy  condescending  God  : 
To  us,  he  111  his  word  proclaims 
His  awful,  his  endearing  names  ; 

Attend,  and  sound  them  all  abroad. 

2  "  Jehovah,  I,  the  sov'reign  Lord, 

''  The  mighty  God  by  heav'n  ador'd, 
"Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  bend ; 

^^  My  heart  the  tend'rest  pity  knows, 
Cjoodness  full  streaming  wide  o'erHows, 
"  And  grace  and  truth  shall  never  end. 

'  "  \P  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
My  pardoning  love  is  ever  sure, 
^^  ''  When  penitential  sorrow  mourns  : 
^^  1  o  millions,  through  unnumber'd  years, 
Aeu  hope  and  new  delight  it  liears. 
Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  bums." 
1  \Iake  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
All  prostrate  at  Jehovah's  feet, 

And  drink  the  tuneful  accents  in. 
Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diiiuse  these  heart-expanding  joys, 

1  ill  heav'n  complete  the  rapt'rous  scene. 

Doddridge. 


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HYMN  20,  21. 


HYMN  22. 


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HYMN  XX.     Common  Metre,     E  or  t) 
The  New  Creation. 

1  Attend,  whilst  Gfxl's exalted  Son 

Doth  his  own  glories  shew ; 
"  Bcliold  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
"  Creating  all  things  new  ! 

2  "  Old  things  are  wholly  pass'd  away, 
"  And  the  first  Adam  dies  ; 
My  hands  a  mw  foundation  lay  ; 

'*  See  the  new  world  arise  ! 

3  "I'll  be  a  Sun  of  righteousness 

''To  the  new  heav'ns  I  make  ; 
*'  None  but  the  n^w  bom  heirs  of  grace 
"  My  glories  shall  partake." 

4  Mighty  Redeemer,  set  me  free 

tVom  my  old  state  of  sin ; 
O  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  new  powVs  within  ! 

5  Renew  my  eyes,  and  form  my  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh  ; 
Give  me  new^  passions,  joys  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
In  the  new  \\  orld  ivhich  grace  hath  made, 
1  would  forever  dwell. 

Watts. 


HYMN  XXI.     Long  Metre.     M  or  b 
Glory  in  the  Cross. 

At  thy  command,  our  blessed  Lord, 
Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast ; 
Thy  blood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thy  own  flesh  feeds  ev'ry  guest. 


.  Uui  iaitii  adores  thy  bleeding  love. 
And  trusts  for  life  in  One  that  died ; 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucified. 

3  Let  the  vix'm  world  pronounce  its  shame, 
And  fiing  its  scandals  on  the  cause  ; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumph  in  his  cross. 

4  AMth  joy,  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 
IIl-  that  uas  dead  has  left  his  tomb  ; 
\k-  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 

Anrl  \\v  r>re  waiting  till  he  come.     Watts. 

HYMN  XXII.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

The  Incarnation  of  the  Word. 

1  A\\  AKE,  awake  the  sacred  song, 

To  our  incarnate  Lord  ! 
Let  evVy  heart  and  cv'ry  tongue 
Adore  th'  Eternal  Word. 

2  That  gloriousWord,  that  sov'reign  Pow'r, 

By  w hom  the  \\orlds  were  made, 
O  happy  morn  !  illustrious  hour  ! 
Was  once  in  flesh  array'd. 

3  Then  shone  Almighty  pow'r  and  love, 

In  all  their  glorious  forms  ; 
A\  Ikmi  Jesu-  left  tlie  Avorid  above, 

To  dwell  v\ ith  sinful  worms. 
1  To  d\\  ell  with  misery  below, 

The  Saviour  left  the  skies  ; 
And  sunk  to  poverty  and  wo, 

Tliat  wretched  man  might  rise. 

5  Adoring  angels  tun'd  their  songs 
To  hail  the  joyful  day  ; 
W^ith  rapture  then  let  mortal  tongues 
Their  grateful  homage  pay. 

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HYMN  23,  24. 


6  What  glor>%  Lord,  to  thee  is  due  ! 
With  wonder  we  adore  ; 
But  could  we  sing  as  angels  do, 
A\x'd  love  and  praise  thee  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  XXIII.       Long  Metre.  (> 

Temptation  without  and  within. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes. 
See  how  thy  foes  against  thee  rise. 
In  long  array,  a  num'rous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost  I 

2  Sec  liow  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  : 
See  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led  I 

3  I  tread  upon  enchanted  ground, 
Perils  and  snares  beset  me  round  ; 
O  let  me  then  guard  evVy  part  ; 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  my  heart ! 

4  O  teach  thy  servant  how  to  wield, 
Blest  Saviour,  thy  immortal  shield  I 
Put  on  thy  armour  from  above, 

Of  heav'niy  truth,  and  heav'nly  love. 

5  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel. 

The  smiks  of  earth,  the  frowns  of  hell ; 
The  tempter  once  thou  didst  subdue  ; 
O  make  me  more  than  conq'ror  too  ! 

Mrs    Barbafld. 


HYMN  XXIV.     Hallelujah  Metre. 
The  Lord's  day  Morning-. 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls ! 
Shake  off  each  slothful  band  ! 
The  w  onders  of  this  day 
Our  noblest  songs  demand. 


Sm- 


HYMN  25. 


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Auspicious  morn.        Thy  blissful  rays, 
Brignt  seraphs  hail,      In  songs  of  praise  ! 

At  thy  approaching  dawn, 

Reluctant  death  resign'd 

The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 

In  the  dark  vault  confin'd. 
Th'  angelick  host  Around  him  bends, 

And,  midst  their  shouts,  The  Lord  ascends. 

All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heav'n  with  hosanna  rings  ; 

Whilst  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 

Thy  praise  responsive  sings. 
\\V)rthy  art  thou;        Who  once  wast  slain. 
I'liro'  endless  years     To  live  and  reign. 

Gird  on,  great  King,  thy  sword. 

Ascend  thy  conq'ring  car, 

Whilst  justice,  trtith  and  love 

Maintain  the  glorious  war. 
\  ictorious  thou,         Thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  death       In  triumph  lead. 

.Make  bare  thy  potent  arm, 

And  wing  th'  unerring  dart. 

With  salutary  pangs 

To  each  rebellious  heart. 
Then  dying  souls  For  life  shall  sue, 

Xuni'rous  as  drops        Of  morning  dew. 

RippoN*s  CoUection, 

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HYMN  XXV.     Long  Metre.  m 

The  Christian  Race. 

1  Awake,  our  souls  ;  away,  our  fears ; 
Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  begone  : 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race. 
And  put  a  che^rfuj  courage  on! 


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HYMN  26. 


1 


.,r|i 


2  True,  'tis  a  straight  and  thorny  road  , 
And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint, 

If  they  forget  the  niif^hty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint : 

3  The  mighty  (}( )d,  whose  pow 'rful  hand 
Has  nuu(  hless  works  of  wonder  done  ; 
And  stiall  endure,  w hilst  endless  \ears 
Their  everlasting  clvcks  run. 

4  From  him,  the  overflow  ing  spring, 
Our  souls  sliall  drink  a  rieli  sniiply  ; 
Whilst  those  wiio  iriist  their  niiiivv  blrcnglh 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droo])  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  cattle  ruts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  io  lliine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  will  flv, 
Nor  tire  amifKt  tin-  }u:iv  *nly  road*  w, 

HYMN  \X\l. 


AT  IS 


JMUg  Ale t re. 


M  or  ^ 

Beiicilt  of  OrdiiKiiices. 

1  Away  from  ev'ry  niort.:!  c  j-e, 

,  Away  from  cartli",  our  souls  rcuxat ; 
Wc  leave  this  w  orthless  w  orld  afar, 
And  wait  and  worsliip  near  ihy  Mat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  ihy  t-raee, 
We  bow  l)efore  thee  aiuradorc  ; 
We  view  the  glories  of  thy  lace, 
And  learn  tiie  wonders  of  thy  pou'r. 
Whilst  here  our  various  w ants  we  nif>iini, 
United  pr:.>'rs  ascend  on  high  ; 

And  faith  ixpucts  a  sure  return 
Of  blessings  in  variety. 

4  If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow^  strong, 
Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word  , 
w  e  gird  the  gospel  armour  on, 
To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 


HYMN  27. 


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5  Here,  w  hen  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
And  conscience  smarts  with  inward  stings  ; 
The  Sun  of  righteousness  shall  rise, 
With  heahng  beams  beneath  his  w  ings. 

6  Here  would  our  ravish'd  souls  abide  ; 
Or  it  from  hence  we  must  depart, 
l.et  neither  life  nor  death  divide 
Our  God  and  Saviour  from  our  licart. 

^ Altered  from  Watts. 

HYMN  XXVII.  L^^^fJh^.         ^ 

The  Word  made   Flesh. 

1  Before  the  heavens  were  spread  abroad, 
Ffoni  everlasting  \vas  the  Word  ! 
W  ith  Gofl  he  was,  tlie  Word  was  God, 
.\ik1  by  th'  angel ick  host  ador'd. 

2  By  his  great  pow'r  were  all  things  made ; 
By  lum  supported,  all  things  stand  ; 
He  IS  the  whole  creation's  Head, 

And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars ; 
J  hy  generation  w  ho  can  tell  ? 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  these  heav'nly  forms  ' 

1  he  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay  ^ 
1  hat  he  may  converse  hold  with  worms* 
iJrest  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  diey.  ' 

5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
1  h  eternal  Father's  onlv  Son  ; 
Hon  full  of  truth,  how  full  of  grace, 
When  through  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone i 

t>  Aich-angels  leave  their  high  abode 
1  o  learn  mw  myst'ries  here,  and  tell 
i  lie  love  of  our  descending  God, 
1  he  glories  of  Emanuel.  Watts 


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HYMN  28,  29. 


HYMN  XXVili.     Common  Metre.         ^ 
Faith  in  the  Promise  of  Salvation. 

1  Begin,  my  togaguc,  some  heav'nly  theme. 

And  speak  some  lofty  thing  ; 
The  miglny  works,  or  mighty  name 
Ol  our  eternal  King  ! 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faitlifulness, 

Or  sound  his  pow'r  abroad  ; 
Sing  the  l)lest  jiromise  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  salvation  from  the  Lord, 

To  sinful,  dying  men  ; 
His  hand  has  w rit  die  sacred  word, 
With  an  unerring  i)en. 

4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brass, 

The  gracious  promise  shines ; 
Nor  shall  the  hand  ol  time  erase 
Those  everlasting  lines. 

^  '^i^"  ,^^^y  ^^  doubts  and  sad  com- 
If  Llirist  and  we  arc  one,  [plaints'^ 

The  word  extends  to  all  the  saints, 
who  humbly  love  the  Son. 
6  By  faith  in  lliis  our  souls  have  liv'd, 
And  part  of  iK-av'n  possess\l ; 
We'll  praise  him  tiien  for  grace  leceiv  'cl, 
And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

. Watts. 


HYMN  30. 


HYMN  XXIX.       Particular  Mitre. 
The  Resurrection  and  Glory  of  Christ. 

I  Behold  !  the  bright  morning  appears, 
And  Jesus  anives  from  the  grave  I 
His  rising  removes  all  our  fears. 
And  proves  him  almighty  to  save. 


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How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries  ! 
The  worth  of  his  blood,  how  divine  ! 
How  perfect  his  great  sacrifice, 
VV  JK)  rose,  though  he  sufter'd  for  sin ! 
2  The  Man  who  v\  as  crowned  with  thorns, 
^  1  he  Man  w  ho  on  Calvary  died, 
The  Man  who  bore  scourging  and  scorn, 

W  [K)m  sumers  agreed  to  deride  ; 
.Now  blessed  for  ever  is  made. 

And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain  ; 
^o^;' n'ory  has  crowned  his  head  ; 
lliis  is  thr  true  Lamb  that  was  slain  ! 
S  \Mk\  int;,  we  share  in  his  joy, 
Hv  laitfi,  we  i)artake  of  Jiis  rest ; 
WiHi  inin  \vr  em  cheerfullv  die, 

lor  with  him  we  hope  to  l)e  blest. 
lis  Jesus,  the  first  .md  the  last, 

a  hose  !ipint  shall  guide  us  safe  home  : 
\v  e  11  praise  hmi  Ihr  all  tliat  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come  ! 

Hart. 

JJVMN  XXX.     Comjnon  Metre, 
Praise  to  Uie  Lamb  of  God. 

1  Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Anndst  the  Father's  tlirone  ! 
1  repare  new  honours  for  his  name  ' 
And  songs  before  unknown  ! 

2  Let  ciders  worship  at  his  feet, 

1  he  church  adore  around  ; 

\\r  y^'^^'^  ^"^^  of  odours  sweet, 
vVith  Ivarps  of  sweeter  sound. 

Those  are  the  ofierVl  pray'rs  of  saints, 
And  these  the  hymns  thev  raise  ; 

Jesus  IS  kind  to  our  compl/ints. 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 


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HYMN  31. 


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4 


4  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  widi  blood, 

Hiist  set  the  prisoners  free  ; 
Hast  made  us  kings  aiid  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shallrcign  witli  tliee. 

6  The  worlds  of  nature  and  ot\raee 

Are  put  Ijeiieath  thy  pow'r  ; 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days. 
And  bring  the  nroinis'd  hour.  Watt*:. 


HYMN  32. 


1 lYMN"  XXXI.      Short  Metre. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  Behold  the  graee  appears  ! 

The  promise  is  fulfiird  ! 
Marj*,  the  wondrous  virgin,  bear^. 
And  Jesus  is  the  child. 

2  To  bring  the  glorious  new  s, 

A  heav'niy  form  apix:ars  ; 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  [vanishes  their  fears. 

S  "  Go,  humble  swains,  (said  he,) 
To  David's  city  fly  ; 
The  promis'd  Inllint  born  to  day 
*'  Doth  in  a  manger  lie. 

4  **  With  looks  and  hearts  serene, 

"  Go  visit  Christ  your  King.'' 
And  straight  a  flaming  choir  was  seen ; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing  : 

5  "  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
And  heav'niy  peace  on  earth  ! 

Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
'  At  the  Redeemer's  birth !" 


M. 


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tc 


6  Jn  worship  so  divine, 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  songs  : 
"  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 
u  A'  ^^^1^  '?f/iv'nly  peace  on  earth  ! 
Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth."       watts 


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HYMN  XXXir.     Common  Metre.         ^ 
ThelijnoranceofMan. 

Behold  the  new  born  infant  griev'd 

VViih  hunger,  thirst  and  pain  ! 
It  cms  to  have  its  wants  reliev'd, 
liut  knows  not  to  complain. 
2  Such  childhood  yet  I  must  confess, 
,  I  Hough  long  m  years  mature  : 
bnknouing  whence-  I  fed  distress. 
And  u  here  to  seek  its  cure. 

>  Author  of  good!  to  thee  I  turn  ; 
1  hy  c\  er  watchful  eye, 
Vl(>.Te,  cm  all  my  wants  discern,  ■ 
1  ny  hand  alone  supply. 
4  O  let  tliy  fl^ar  within  me  dwell, 
1  iiy  love  my  footsteps  guide  ! 

-n   ?l^       .1  l^^^^^^  ^^^'^'^  expel, 
I  iiat  fear,  all  fears  beside. 

My  oft  misguided  will 
1  rq)ost  lous  shuns  the  latent  good. 
And  grasps  the  specious  ill ; 
6  Not  to  niy  wisli,  but  to  my  want. 
Do  thou  thy  gifts  apply  ; 

Wh.Hii  n^  ^""^  ^*J?l  ^^^'^^^t,  grant, 
What  ill,  though  ask'd,  deny. 


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HYMN  33,  34. 


HYMN  XXXIII.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

A  grave  and  decent  Deportment. 

1  Behold  the  sons  and  heirs  of  God, 
So  dearly  bought  with  Jesus'  blood  ! 
Are  tht\'  not  l)orn to hea\'nl\-  joys  ? 
And  shall  they  stoop  to  earthly  toys  ? 

2  Can  laughter  feed  th'  immortal  mind  ? 
Were  spirits  of  celestial  kind 

Made  for  a  jest,  for  sport,  for  play, 
To  wear  out  time  and  waste  tiie  day  ? 

3  Doth  \'ain  discourse  or  empty  mirth 
Well  suit  the  honours  of  their  l)irth  ? 
Shall  they  be  fond  of  ga\-  :;ttirc, 
Wliich  children  love,  which  fools  admire  ^ 

4  What  if  we  wear  die  richest  \  t  st  ? 
Peacocks  and  Hies  are  better  drest ; 
This  flesh,  with  all  its  gaudy  forms, 
Must  droi>  to  dust  and  feed  the  worms. 

5  Lord,  raise  our  hearts  and  i)assions  higher, 
Touch  our  vain  souls  with  sacred  fire  : 
Then,  with  a  heay'ii-directed  eye, 
We'll  pass  tliese  glittVing  trifles  by. 

6  We'll  look  on  all  the  toys  below, 
With  such  disdain  as  angels  do  ; 
And  wait  the  call  that  bids  us  rise. 
To  mansions  promised  in  the  hkies. 

^ Watts. 

1 1 1  "  1  i\    X  A  \  1  *•  .      C'j tn .lioii   Metre.     #  o r  5 
The  le pent i rig'  Prodigal. 

1  Behold  the  wretch  whose  lust  and  wine 

Had  wasted  his  estate  ! 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
.      To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 

2  "  I  die  w  ith  fiunger  here,"  he  cries, 

.  I  starve  in  lureign  lands  ; 


HYMN  3S. 


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''  ^l  ^^Jjf  r's  house  has  large  supplies, 
And  bounteous  arc  his  hands. 

3  "  I'll  go,  and,  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
\  t  all  down  I)ef ore  his  face  ; 

"  hither,  Pve  done  thy  justice  wrong, 
"  Nor  can  deserve  thy  grace." 

4  He  said  ;  and  hasten 'd  to  his  home, 
^   1  o  seek  his  father's  love  ; 

Tlic  father  saw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  mo\  e. 
1  He  ran  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 
hmbrac'd  and  kiss\l  iiis  son  ; 
1  he  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 
r  or  lollies  he  had  done. 

^  '  a  'i^i^  ^F!^^^  clothes  of  shame  and  sin, 
^^      1  he  fadier  gives  command  ; 
IJit^s  hnn  in  garments  white  and  clean, 
VVith  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
7  ''  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain, 
^^     Let  mirth  and  joy  abound  ; 
Mv  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

-— . .-___ Watts. 

lliMNXXXV.     Short  Metre.  # 

Adoption. 

1  Behold,  what  wondrous  grace 
1  he  lather  hath  bestow'd 
Oil  sinners  of  a  mortal  race, 
^  1  o  call  them  sons  of  God  ! 
^  'f is  no  surprising  thing, 

Ihat  we  should  be  unknown  ; 
1  lie  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  king, 
Uod  s  everlasting  Son. 
3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

How  great  we  skill  be  made  ; 


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HYMN  36. 


But  w  hen  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  hke  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  so  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure ; 

May  cleanse  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  our  Father's  love 
We  share  a  fiHal  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove. 
To  rest  ui>on  our  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie. 
Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne ; 

Our  faith  shall  .\bba,  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

Wattj. 

HYMN  XXXVI.     Long  Metre,         M  or  D 
The  Better  Part. 

1  Beset  with  snares,  and  fiird  with  dread, 
In  life's  uncertain  path/ we  tread ; 
Saviour  divine,  diffuse  thy  light. 

To  guide  our  doubtful  footsteps  right. 

2  Engage  our  ro\  ing  treach'rous  heart, 
To  choose  the  wise,  the  better  part ; 
To  scorn  the  trifles  ola  day. 

For  joys  that  nc\cr  fade  away. 

3  Then  let  the  fiercest  storms  arise. 
Let  tempest  mingle  earth  and  skies  ; 
Nt)  fatal  shipwreck  shall  we  fear, 
But  all  our  treasure  with  us  bear. 

4  If  then  our  Saviour  still  be  nigh, 
Cheerful  we  live,  and  joyful  die  ; 
Secure,  when  mortal  comforts  f!ee, 
To  find  a  thousand  worlds  in  thee. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  37. 


HYMN  XXXVII.     Long  Metre, 
The  Beatitudes. 

1  Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
1  Iieir  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'ii. 

2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  \noiirn  for  sin  with  inward  smart ; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
f^rom  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  : 
bod  will  secure  their  happy  state. 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the' great. 
4  Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  grace, 

Himger  and  long  for  righteousness ; 
1  hey  shall  be  uell  supply'd  and  fed 

VV  ith  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
>  Blest  are  the  men  whose  bowels  move 

And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love  ;     ' 

from  Christ  the  Lord,  they  shall  obtain 

i^iKe  sympatliy  and  love  again. 

r  vi:!^  ^I'^J?-'"'^'  '^^""^^  ^'^'^^  ^e  clean 
f  roin  die  defihng  power  of  sin  ; 

\V  ith  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
"^  Uod  of  spotless  purity. 
Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
vvho  quench  the  coals  of  growiiic?  strife  • 
Th?^  ^^^^^'^^^5i^l'lthe  hels  of  bliss'  ' 
Ihe  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
^  Blest  are  the  suftYers,  who  partake 
!j^l  pam  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 

&  ^f-  '^""  'l^^^P*^  i"  th^  Lord, 
^iory  and  joy  are  ^hcir  reward. 


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30 


HYMN  38,  39. 


HYMN  40. 


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HYMN  XXXVIII.     Common  Metre.      1 
The  Hope  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  Blest  be  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd. 
His  majesty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Soii^ 

And  caird  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  Ii\ely'hope, 
That  they  should  never  die. 

3  What,  though  his  uncontroird  decree 

Commaiici  our  Picsh  to  dust  ? 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 
So  all  his  f(}ll^\e^s  must. 

4  Thire's  an  inheritance  div  iiic, 

Reserv'd  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupled,  undctird, 
And  cannot  fade  aw  a\'. 

5  Saints  by  the  pou'rof  God  are  ktpl 

Till  the  sahation  come  : 
\Ve  vvalk  by  iaiih  as  strangers  here, 
Till  Christ  shall  call  us  home.         \\ 

HYMN   X\\l\.       Cojnmon  Mtlre.  M. 

Benevolence  rcwardt-d. 

1  Blest  is  the  man  whose  tender  heari 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  rais'd  in  vain  : 

2  Whose    breast   expands   with    gen'roub 

A  stranger's  wo  to  feel ;  twarmth, 

And  blc'^ds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  w  ants  ihe  pow'r  to  heal. 

3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 

To  ev'iy  child  of  grid' ; 


His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unask'd  relief. 

4  To  gentle  ofiices  of  love, 

His  feet  are  never  slow ; 
He  view  s,  through  mercy's  meldng  eye, 
A  brother  in  his  foe. 

5  Peace,  from  the  bosom  of  his  God, 

Peace  shall  to  him  be  giv'ii ; 
His  soul  shall  rest  secure  on  eardi, 
And  find  its  native  heav'n. 

6  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown  ; 

And  mercy,  from  above, 
Descend  on  those,  w ho  thus  fulfill 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

,„ Mrs  Barbau l d. 

HYMN  XL.     Fariicular  Metre,  m 

The  Gospel  Jubilee. 

I     Blow  yc  tlic  trumpet,  blow 

The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 

Ltt  all  the  nations  know, 

1 0  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Kcuirn,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

-     KxalttheSonofGod! 
Tlie  sill-atoning  Lamb ; 
Kedemption,  by  his  blood, 
1  hrough  ev'ry  land  proclaim ; 
1  lie  yeur  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Heturn,  ye  ransom'd  sinner^,  home. 
'     Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 
1  he  heritage  above. 
Skill  have  it  back  unbought^ 
Ihe  gift  of  Jesus'  love, 
i  he  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 
Kctum,  ye  riuwoin'd  Jiinners,  home. 


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HYMN  41. 


HYMN  42. 


Ye  slaves  of  sill  and  hell, 

\  our  hlx^rty  receive, 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live. 
I  he  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Keturn,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

I  he  news  of  pardoning  grace  : 

\ehappy  souls,  draw  near, 

Behold  your  Saviour's  face  ! 
1  he  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Keturn,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

^sus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Has  lull  atonement  made  ; 

Ye  weary  spirits,  rest. 

Ye  mournful  souls  be  glad. 
1  he  year  of  Jubilee  is  come, 
Keturn,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

RiPPON'i  CoHectioij. 


■  m 


iiiMN  XLI.     Long  Metre.       #  or  h 
The  incomprehensible  God. 

1  C  A  i^  creatures  to  perfection  find 
1  li  eternal  uncreated  Mind  ^ 

Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out  ? 

2  Tis  high  as  heav'n,  'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  uhat  ca:i  mortals  know  or  tell  ? 
aI?P\  spreads  beyond  the  skv, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

3  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  imknow  n  : 
l-  irm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne  ; 
Ithe  resolves,  who  dare  oppose  ? 
Ur  ask  him  why  or  what  he  does  ? 

^  5u  ^r^^^'  ^^  darkness  veils  the  moon 
1  ne  iaintmg  sup  grows  dim  at  ii 


The  [}illars  of  heav'n's  starry  roof 
Tremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

5  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form 
The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm ; 
He  breaks  the  billows  M'ith  his  breath. 
And  smites  the  sons  of  pride  to  death. 

6  These  are  a  i)ortion  of  his  ways  ; 
But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  face  ^ 
Who  can  endure  iiis  light,  or  stand 
lo  heartfie  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

— •  Watts. 

HiMN  XLII.     Common  Metre.      Jl  or  5 
God  Incomprehensible. 

1  Celestial  King,  our  spirits  lie, 
1  rembhng  beneath  thy  feet ; 
And  wish,  and  cast  a  longing  eye, 
1  o  reach  thy  lofty  seat. 
•2  In  thee,  what  endless  wonders  meet » 
VV  hat  various  glories  shine ! 
llie  dazzling  rays  too  fiercely  beat 
upon  our  fainting  mind. 
3  Angels  are  lost  in  glad  surprise, 
it  thou  unveil  thy  grace; 
And  humble  awe  runs  through  the  skies, 
Wiien  w  rath  arrays  thy  face. 
^  Created  pow'rs,  how  weak  they  be  » 
How  short  our  praises  fall ! 
bo  much  akin  to  nothing,  we. 
And  thou,  th'  eternal  All. 

5  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  souk 
And  awfully  adore ; 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  minds 
Can  stretch  a  thought  no  more. 

Smart. 


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HYMN  43,  44. 


HYMN  45. 


HYMN  XLIIL     Long  Metre         #  or  f) 
The  Presence  of  God  mortifying  us  to  the  World. 

1  Come,  blessed  Lord,  descend  and  dwell 
By  lidth  and  love  within  our  breast ; 

1  hen  shall  we  know,  and  taste,  and  feel, 
Such  joys  as  cannot  be  express'd. 

2  Come,  fill  our  hearts  u  itii  inward  strength, 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  possess, 

And  learn  the  height,  and  l)readth,  and  length 
Of  thy  unnieasuraljle  grace. 

3  Could  we  but  pierce  the  veil,  and  see 
The  glories  of  th'  eternal  skies, 

What  little  things  tliesc  worlds  would  be ! 
How  despicable  in  our  eyes ! 

4  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King  ! 
Could  we  but  view  thy  glorious  face, 
Then  all  our  pou'rs  should  join  to  sing 
1  hy  boundless  wisdom  and  thy  grace. 

5  Now  to  tlic  God,  \\ hose  pow'r  in  heav'n 
And  earth  has  works  of  wonder  done, 
Be  everlasting  honours  giv'n, 

By  all  the  church,  through  Christ  his  Son. 


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ATTS. 


^llMlYXLl\^      Comtnon  Metre.  ^ 

Praise  to  God  and  the  Lamb. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs, 

\\  ith  angels  round  the  throne ; 
fell  thousand  thousands  are  their  tongtics, 
But  all  tlieir  joys  are  one. 

2  '*  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

*  lobe  exalted  thus;" 
"  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
for  he  was  slain  for  us," 


if. 


3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  powV  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine.  * 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky. 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Coiispire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
^  rp,     "  ^^^^  "^^"^  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one. 

f^p^-^^.  the  sacred  name 

An!w  '''^?  ^5^^"P?^  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 

— ;— __  ——______ Wat  Tg. 

liiMN  XLV.     Common  Metre.  # 

The  Joys  of  Heaven. 

^     rnlnir!r°"'i  ''.'.V^/^'-m  each  kinguid  heart, 
Inspiie  each  hfcless  tongue ; 
-Vncl  let  the  joys  of  lieav'n  impart 
^      1  lieir  influence  to  our  song. 
-  Sorrow  and  pain  and  ev'ry  care. 
Anil  discord  there  shall  cease ; 
And  perfect  joy  and  lo^•e  sincere 
Adorn  the  realms  of  peace. 

'     ^1  ^n"''  '^°"'  ^'"  fo""  ever  free, 

iiM,  cloth'd  m  spotless  purity, 

Kcdeemmg  love  adore.      " 

here,  on  a  tlirone,  how  dazzling  bright. 
A^'^^xa'ted  Saviour  shines;  ^    ' 

And  beams  ineffable  delight 

Un  all  the  heav'nly  minds. 

'    Joh  ;?•"  "''  ^''P''^^  «f  tlie  Lamb 
Join  in  immortal  songs ; 

And  endless  honours  to  his  name 
Employ  their  tunefij  tongues. 


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HYMN  46,  47. 


6  Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love, 
Our  feeble  notes  inspire  ; 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 
We  join  th'  angelic  choir. 

Mrs.  Stbelb. 

HYMN  XLVI.     Long  Metre,         4  or  b 
Weary  Souls  invited  to  rest. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promis'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  painful  load^ 

0  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God ! 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love. 
Will  all  the  ixiinfal  load  remove. 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt,  and  heal  your  woes , 
Pardon  and  life  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace  1 

4  Lord,  we  accept  w  ith  tliankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  w  ords  impart  > 
We  come  with  trembling ;  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind  invitmg  voice. 

5  Great  Saviour,  let  thy  pow'rful  love^ 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove'; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast, 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heav'nly  rest. 

Mrs.  Steele.^ 

HYMN  XLVIL     Short  Metre,  ♦ 

Heavenly  Joys  on  Earth. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 


HYMN  48. 


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2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God  ; 
But  children  of  the  heav'nly  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

3  This  heav'nly  King  is  ours, 

ij    "m,    ^^^^^'^  and  our  Love  ; 
nQ\yi\\  send  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs, 
1  o  raise  our  souls  above. 

4  Tlicre,  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin  ; 
1  licre  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

5  Yes,  and  before  \vq  rise 

To  that  immortal  state 
The  thought  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Miould  constant  joys  create. 
'  riicn  ;et  our  songs  abound. 

And  evYy  tear  be  dry  ; 
\\  c  re  marching  thro'  Immanuel's  ground, 
i  o  fairer  worlds  on  high.  ' 

Watts. 


HYMN  XLVI  1 1.     Common  Mttrt. 
Clirist  tlie  King  of  Saints. 

1  Come,  yc  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

i  lie  Sov  Veign  ofyoir  Jieart  proclaim. 
And  how  before  his  throne. 

I       »v  ith  glories  all  divme ; 
AiKl  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round. 

Ho\v  bright  these  glories  shine. 
Infinite  powV  and  boundless  love 
i»  nun  unite  their  rays : 

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HYMN  49. 


You  that  his  heav'nly  influence  prove, 
Can  you  forl^ear  his  praise  ? 

4  When  in  his  earthly  courts  w  c  view 

The  glories  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do. 
And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

5  And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise  ; 
Thy  love  can  animate  tlic  strain, 
And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

6  O  happy  period  !  glorious  dav  ' 

When  heav'n  and  earth  slia..  ...  '. 
With  all  their  pnu  "i  .  the  raptur'cl  ia\ . 

To  Cele  bn\i  t  ■  1  hy  \n'J  \  si; .         at  r^.  Site  . . 


HYMN  50. 


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HYMN  XLIX.     r- 
The  happy  Emi  of  iTic  v.  iu 

1  Death  may  dissolve  my  body  now. 

And  bear  i        pirit  honie  ; 
Why  do  my  iriiiuilcs  in  )\^         low. 
Nor  my  salvation 

2  With  hea\'*i'ily  v/c  .ipvy.is  1  li 

The  battle  1  of  the  Lord  ; 
Finished  nn  course,  and  kept  the  faitli. 
And  V       ilic  sure  ii  uard. 

3  God  lias  laid  up  in  L..     n  for  me, 

A  erowii  ^vhich  cannot  lade  ; 
The  rigliten!T<,  Judge,  at  that  great  day 
Shall  pi::       i  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King,  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  who  hope  and  long  to  see 
Th*  appearance  of  his  Sou. 

5  Jesus,  die  Lord,  shall  gu^ivd  me  salV 

From  evVy  ill  design  ; 


And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlasdng  aid. 
My  portion  and  my  friend  ; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  paid, 
Through  ages  w  ithout  end. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


Long  Metre, 


HYMN  L. 

Christ  tlie  Physician  of  the  Soul. 

1  Deep  arc  the  wounds  which  sin  has  made  ; 
Where  shall  the  sinner  lind  a  cure  ? 

Ill  vain,  alas,  is  nature's  aid, 

The  w  ork  exceeds  her  utmost  pow'r, 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  fever,  reigns 
With  fatal  strength  in  ev'ry  part ; 
The  dire  contagion  fills  tlie  veins, 
And  spreads  its  poison  to  the  heart. 

3  But  can  no  sov'reign  balm  be  found  ? 
And  is  no  kind  physician  nigh. 

To  ease  the  pain,  and  heal  the  wound, 
Ere  life  and  hope  for  ever  fly  ? 

i  Yes,  there's  a  great  Physician  near  ; 
Look  up,  my  fainting  soul,  and  live  ! 
S  !•  ill  his  heav'nly  smiles  appear 
Sucli  help  as  nature  cannot  give  ! 

5  See,  in  the  Saviour's  dying  blood,  . 
Lite,  health  and  bliss  abundant  flow  ! 
*Tis  only  that  dear  sacred  flood 

Can  ease  thy  pain  and  heal  thy  wo. 

6  Sin  throws  in  vain  Its  pointed  dart, 
For  here  a  sovVeign  cure  is  found  ; 
A  cordial  for  the  fainting  heart, 

A  balm  tor  e\  'ry  painful  wound. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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HYMN  51,  52. 


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I 


♦  or  5 


HYMN"  LI.         Long  Metre. 

The  Sight  of  Christ  in  Heaven. 

1  Descend,  ye  hosts  of  angels  bright, 
And  beiir  us  on  your  guardian  w  ings, 
Through  regions  of  celestial  light, 
Above  the  reach  of  Ciirthly  things  ; 

2  Beyond  this  curtain  of  the  sky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll ; 
Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 

3  O  for  a  beatifick  sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne ! 
There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 
Lloth'd  with  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 
And  heav'nly  powVs  before  him  fall ; 
The  God  shines  gracious  through  the  man, 
And  sheds  bright  glories  on  tliem  all. 

5  What  joys  unspeakable  they  feel, 
Whilst  to  their  golden  liaq)s  they  sing  ; 
And  eclio  from  each  heavenly  hill. 
The  glorious  triumphs  of  their  King  ! 

6  O  may  the  happy  day  draw  nigh, 
When  we  shall  rise  to  realms  abo\  e, 
To  join  the  musick  of  the  sky. 
And  celebrate  redeeming  love  I 

Watts,  altered. 


HYMN  53. 


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HYMN  LH.         Common  Metre, 
Ardent  Love  to  Christ. 


#  or  b 


1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 
Behold  my  heart,  and  see  ; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out. 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 


2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  cnraptur'd  ear  ? 
Doth  not  my  pulse  with  pleasure  beat. 
My  Saviours  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hiist  thou  a  lamb  in  all  thy  flock 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  AVouId  not  my  ardent  spirit  vie 

AMth  angels  round  fliy  throne, 
1  o  execute  thy  sacred  will, 
And  make  thy  glory  known  ? 

;  Would  not  my  heart  pour  out  its  flood, 
In  honour  of  thy  name  ? 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
1  o  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 
6  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  O  mv  Lord  • 
But  how  I  long  to  soar 
Above  tlie  sphere  of  mortal  joj-s, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more!  Doddiudge. 

HYMN  LI1[.     Lons;  Metrt.         #  or  b 
Christian  Privileges  and  Oblig-alions. 

1  Dost  thou  my  worthless  name  record, 
tree  ofthy  holy  city.  Lord? 

Am  I  a  sinner,  calPd  to  share 
The  precious  priA  ileges  there  ? 

2  Art  thou  my  King,  my  Father  stvl'd  ^ 
And  I  thy  servant  and  tliy  child,  * 
vVhilst  many  of  the  human  race 

Are  aliens  from  thy  Ziorr  s  grace  ? 

3  Lo,  wretched  millions  draw  their  breath 
.  m  lands  of  ignorance  and  death  ! 

i;"t  I  enjoy  my  share  of  time 
Wnhm  thy  gospel's  favoiir'd  dime 
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^ 


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HYMN  54. 


4  Shall  1  receive  this  grace  in  vain  ? 
Shall  I  my  great  vocation  stain  ? 
Away,  ye  works  in  darkness  wrought ! 
Away,  each  sensual,  wanton  thought ! 

5  My  soul,  I  charge  thee  to  excel, 
In  thinking  right  and  acting  well ; 
Deep  let  thy  searching  pow'rs  engage, 
Unbias'd  in  the  sacred  page. 

6  Heighten  the  force  of  good  desire ; 
To  deeds  of  shining  worth  aspire  ; 
More  firm  in  fortitude,  despise 
The  world's  seducing  vanities. 

7  Strong  and  more  strong,  thy  passions  rule. 
Advancing  still  in  virtue's  school ; 
Contending  still,  with  noble  stiife, 

To  imitate  thy  Saviour's  life. 

*  Scott. 


HYMN  LIV.     Long  Me  ire. 

The  only  living  and  true  God. 

(Psalm  86.) 

1  Eternal  God,  almight>^  Cause 

Of  earth  and  sea  and  worlds  unknown ; 
All  things  are  subject  to  thy  laws, 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands. 
Of  all  within  itself  possest ; 
ControU'd  by  none  are  thy  commands , 
Thou  from  thyself  alone  art  blest. 

3  To  thee  alone  ourselves  we  owe, 
To  thee  alone  our  homage  pay  ; 
All  other  gods  we  disavow, 

Deny  their  claims,  renounce  their  sway. 

4  In  thee,  O  Lord,  our  hope  shall  resit, 
t  ouiitaia  of  peace  an4  joy  and  love ! 


HYMN  55, 


4S 


Tiiy  favour  only  makes  us  blest ; 
Without  thee,  all  would  nothing  prove. 

5  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs, 
Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give  ; 

Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  we  would  live. 

6  Spread  thy  great  name  through  heathen  lands. 
Their  idol  deities  dethrone ; 

Subdue  tlie  world  to  thy  commands, 

And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 


Browk. 


HYMN  LV.      Common  Metre,  h 

The  Consolation  of  Age. 

1  Eternal  God,  enthron'd  on  high, 

Whom  angel  hosts  adore  ; 
Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age. 

And  keep  my  passions  cool ! 
Teach  me  to  scan  tlie  sacred  page, 
And  practise  ev'ry  rule. 

3  My  flying  years  time  urges  on. 

My  strength  must  soon  decay; 
My  friends,  my  youth's  companions  gone, 
Can  I  expect  to  stay  ? 

4  Can  I  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Projects  his  awful  dart  ? 
Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  cordials  shield  my  heart  ? 

5  But  thou  canst  cheer  my  mortal  hour ; 

On  thee  my  hope  depends : 
Support  me  by  Almighty  powV, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 


HYMN  B6,  57. 


6  Tlicn  let  my  soul,  O  gracious  God, 

Ascend  to  realms  of  day  ; 
And  in  that  sacred,  blest  abode, 
Its  endless  andiems  pay. 

7  Throughout  the  heav'ii's  remotest  lioimd 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim  ! 
And  join  the  choir  of  saints  that  sound 
Their  great  Redeemer's  name. 

B.  WiLLiAMss  Colleclion. 


HYMN  58. 


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HYMN  LV[.     Long  Metre,  ^ 

Preserving  Goodness. 

1  Eternal  God,  I  bless  thy  name, 
Tlie  same  thy  powV,  thy  grace  the  same; 
1  he  tokens  ot  thy  friendly  care 

Open  and  close  and  crown  the  year. 

2  Supported  by  thy  guardian  hand, 
Amidst  ten  thousand  deaths  I  stand ! 
And  see,  when  1  survey  thy  ways, 

I  en  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  thy  arm  has  led  me  on, 

1  hus  flir  I  make  thy  mercy  known ; 
And  whilst  I  tread  tliis  desert  land. 
New  mercies  sliall  new  songs  demand. 

4  My  grateful  voice,  on  Jordan's  sliore, 
hliiill  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more  ; 

1  hen  l3ear,  in  thy  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  lo\e. 

DoDDRIDCl. 


HYMNLVd.     Cammon  Metre. 
Joy  Mid  Gratitude. 

^  ^J^i'^  ^  ^  ^  ^^^^  •  ^^^^  ^^^  the  sum 
Ut  bles^mgs  from  thy  hand  ; 
1  o  banish  sorrow  and  be  blest 

h  thy  supreoie  comuiand. 


2  Joy  IS  our  duty,  glory,  health, 
The  sunshine  of  the  soul ; 
Tlie  best  return  that  we  can  make 
To  him  who  plans  the  whole.      Young. 
:>  Whatever,  Lord,  of  earthly  bliss, 
Thy  sov'reign  will  denies. 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace. 
Let  this  petition  rise  : 

4  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  thee. 

5  Let  the  blest  hope  that  thou  art  mine 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  tlirough  my  journey  shine. 
And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

Rip  pan's  Collection. 


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HYMN  LVIII.     Long'  Metre. 
God  exalted  above  all  Praise, 

1  Eternal  PowY,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  grandeur  of  the  God, 
Lxtending  far  beyond  the  bounds 

u  Jiere  stars  revolve  inferior  rounds  ; 

2  The  lowest  step  beneath  thy  seat 
Ri:.es  too  liigh  for  Gabriel's  feet ; 
In  vain  die  tall  arch-angel  tries 

10 reach  its  height,  with  wond'ring  eyes. 

3  Thy  da>:zling  glory  whilst  he  sings, 
He  hides  his  lace  behind  his  wings. 

And  ranks  of  thrones  and  powVs  around, 
rail  prostrate  on  the  heav'nly  gi'ound. 

4  Lord,  what  shall  earth  and  ashes  do ! 
vve  would  adore  our  Maker  too ; 


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HYMK  59. 


Froin  lowest  dust  lo  thte  we  cry, 
The  great,  the  holy,  and  the  high. 

5  Earth  from  afar  hath  heard  thy  lame, 
And  men  ha\  e  leani'd  to  hsp  thy  name , 
But  the  full  glories  of  thy  mind 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

6  God  is  in  heav'n,  and  men  l^elow  ; 

Be  short  oifr  hymns,  our  words  be  few ; 
A  sacred  rev'rence  checks  our  soiii^s, 
And  praise  is  silent  on  our  tongues. 

Watts, 


HYMN  60,  61. 


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HYMN  LIX.     Long  Metre,  * 

Divine  Goodness. 

1  Eternal  Source  of ev'ry joy ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  hps  employ ; 
Whilst  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  earth  and  planets  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  cheers  the  whole ; 
By  the^,  the  sun  is  taught  to  rise, 

And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowVy  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigour  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Seasons  and  months  and  weeks  and  days 
Demand  successive  hymns  of  praise  ; 
Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  ev'nmg  shade. 

5  O  may  our  more  harmonious  tongues, 
In  worlds  unknown,  pursue  the  songs, 
And  in  those  brighter  courts  adore, 
Wliere  days  and  years  revolve  no  more ! 

Liverpool  Collection 


H\MN  LX.     Long  Metre,  ^ 

The  Influences  of  tlie  Divine  Spirit. 

1  Eternal  Spirit !  we  confess, 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace  ' 
Thy  poM  'r  conveys  the  blessings  down. 
From  God  tlie  Father  and  his  Son. 

2  Enlighten'd  by  thy  heav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day  • 
1  hy  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  lefuge  too. 

>  Thy  gentle  influence  works  within 
And  breaks  die  cliains  of  reigning  sin  • 
Doth  our  miperious  lust  subdue, 
And  lorms  our  v\  retched  hairts  anew. 

troul)lcd  conscience  knows  thy  voice 
^[i^.±vs  the  broken  heart  rejoice ; 
Hiv  \\(jrds  allay  the  stormy  wind 
And  cairn  tlie  surges  of  die  mind.' 

Watts. 


♦1 


liiMN  LXI.     Common  Metre.  # 

Creating^  Wisdom. 

TL      \^;  }^'i^df^m-'  thee  we  praise, 
t  nee,  all  thy  creatures  sing  ; 

tliy  great  name,  rocks,  liills,  and  seas,- 
\nd  hca\-  ii  s  higli  arches,  ring. 
IV  iiand,  how  w  ide  it  s]>rcad  the  sky  ! 
How  glorious  to  i)ehold  ! 
i  i -§\1  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  die 
^  And  starr-d  with  sparkling  gold.' 

'1  :=^M  dost  thou  make  the  globes  of  light 
.  ,  1  iicir  endlt^ss  circles  run  ;   - 
rkre  the  pale  planets  rule  tlie  niglit. 
And  day  obe5's  the  sun. 


!  .^\• 


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HYMN  62. 


4  The  roaring  winds  stand  ready  there, 

Thy  orders  to  obey  : 
With  spreading  wings,  they  sweep  the  air, 
To  make  thy  chariot  way. 

5  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 

Observe  thy  strong  command ; 
Thv  breath  can  raise  the  billows  steep, 
Or  sink  them  to  the  sand. 

6  Tliy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  our  feeble  sight, 
Through  skies  and  seas  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

7  Infinite  strength  and  equal  skill 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad ; 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

Watts. 

HYMN  LXII.         Long  Metre.  # 

Christ  exalted  a  Prince  and  a  Saviour. 

1  Exalted  Prince  of  life,  we  own 
The  royal  honours  of  thy  tlirone  ; 
'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand. 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  command. 

2  Exalted  Saviour,  we  confess 

The  sovereign  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine, 
And  temper  majesty  divine. 

3  Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway, 
Till  all  thy  enemies  obey ; 

Wide  may  thy  cross  its  virtue  prove, 
And  conquer  millions  by  thy  love. 

4  Mighty  to  vanquish  and  forgive  ! 
Thine  Israel  shall  repent  and  live  ; 


HYMN  63,  64. 


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And  loud  proclaim  thy  healing  breath, 
Which  gives  them  life  who  wrought  thy  death. 

Doddridge. 

iiVMN  LXIII.     Common  Metre.     #  or  K 
Walking  by  Faith. 

1  Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight ; 
It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light. 

2  Ji  Si  ts  time  past  in  present  view. 

Brings  distant  prospects  home  ; 
or  things  a  thousand  years  ago. 

Or  thousand  years  to  come. 
By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made, 

B\  God's  almighty  word  ; 
We  know  the  heav'ns  and  earth  shall  fade. 

And  be  again  restor'd. 

1  Ahrali'm  obey'd  the  Lord's  command, 

Fr()m  his  own  country  driv'n  ; 
Bv  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heav'n. 

■  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 

The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  wc  walk  the  narrow  way. 

That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


HYMN  LXIV.     Long  Afetre.       #  or  5 
Preparation  for  religious  Worship. 

Far  from  my  thoughts,  vain  world,  begone. 
t^et  my  religious  hours  alone  ; 
A  Tk         and  sense  I  would  be  free, 
And  hold  communion,  Lord,  M'ith  thee. 

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50 


HYMN  65. 


2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  lire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire, 

To  sec  lh>'  grace,  to  taste  thy  love, 
And  feel  thine  influence  from  above. 

3  When  1  can  say  that  God  is  mine. 
When  I  can  see  thy  glories  shine  ; 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  that  men  call  rich  and  great. 

4  Send  comfort  down  from  thy  right  hand, 
To  cheer  me  in  this  barren  land  ; 

And  in  thy  temple  let  me  know 
The  joys  that  from  thy  presence  flow. 

Altered  from  Watts. 


1 lYMN  LXV.     Common  Metre.  ♦ 

The  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Father,  is  not  thy  promise  sure 

To  thy  exalted  Son  ? 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  earth 
Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ! 

2  *'  Ask  and  receive  the  lieathen  lands, 

For  thine  inheritance, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  ends 
Thy  empire  shall  advance." 

3  Hast  thou  not  said,  the  blinded  Jew  s 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own  ? 
Whilst  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd. 
And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

4  Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes  and  tongues, 

Beneath  the  lU'ch  of  hcav'n, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son, 
Without  exception,  given  ? 

5  From  e:\st  to  west,  from  north  to  soutlu 

Tlien  be  his  name  ador'd  ; 


HYMN  66. 


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Let  eardi  with  all  its  millions  shout 
Hosanna  to  the  Lord. 

Rippon's  Collection. 


HYMIV  LXVI.      Common  Metre.     ^  or  [^ 
The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all!  Eternal  Mind ! 

Thou  great  and  good  alone  ! 
Thy  children,  form'd  and  bless'd  by  thee, 
Approach  thy  sacred  throne. 

2  Thy  name  iii  hallo w'd  strains  be  sung ! 

We  join  the  solemn  praise. 
To  thy  great  name  with  heart  and  tongue, 
Our  cheerful  homage  raise. 

5  Thy  righteous,  mild,  and  equal  reign, 
Let  ev'ry  being  own  ; 
And  in  our  minds,  thy  work  divine, 
Erect  thy  gracious  throne. 

4  As  angels  round  thy  seat  above, 

Thy  blest  commands  fulfil ; 
So  may  thy  creatures  here  below, 
Perform  thy  heav'nly  will. 

5  On  thee  we  day  by  day  depend ; 

Our  daily  wants  supply  ; 
And  feed  ^v  ith  truth  and  virtue  pure, 
Our  souls  which  never  die. 

6  Extend  thy  grace  to  ev'ry  fault, 

And  let  thy  love  forgive  ; 
Teach  us  divine  forgiveness  too, 
Nor  let  resentment  live. 

7  Wliere  tempting  snares  beset  the  way,. 

Permit  us  not  to  tread  ; 
Avert  the  threatening  evil  near, 
^  ro]n  our  unguarded  head. 


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HYMN  67. 


HYMN  68. 


8  Thy  sacred  name  we  thus  adore, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 
For  kingdom,  pow  V  and  glory,  Lord, 
Belong  to  thee  alone. 

Liverpool  CoLLECTi o n. 

HYMN  LXVH     Common  Met^.         # 
The  Universal  Prayer. 

1  Father  of  all !   whose  aires  extend 

To  eartli's  remotest  sliore  ; 
Through  ev'ry  age  let  praise  ascend, 
And  ev'ry  clime  adore. 

2  Yet  not  to  earth's  contracted  s[)an, 

Thy  goodness  let  me  bound  ; 
Or  think  thee  Lord  alone  of  man, 
When  thousand  worlds  are  round. 

3  To  tliee,  whose  presence  fills  all  space. 

The  earth,  the  air,  the  skies ; 
One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise ! 

4  Father  of  all !  whose  tender  care 

Does  ev'ry  want  supply  ; 
To  thee  I  pour  the  fervent  pray'r, 
And  raise  the  filial  eye. 

5  Wliat  blessings  thy  free  bounty  gives 

Let  me  not  ciist  aw  aj' ; 
Who  gratefully  enjoys  and  lives, 
Does  the  best  homage  pay. 

6  Save  me  alike  from  foolish  pride* 

Or  impious  discontent, 
At  aught  thy  wisdom  has  denied. 
Or  aught  thy  goodness  lent. 

7  Teach  me  to  feel  another's  wo, 

1^0  hide  the  faults  I  see ; 

That  mcTcy  I  to  others  show, 

That  mercy  show  to  me. 


8  Let  not  this  weak,  unknowing  hand 
Presume  thy  bolts  to  throw, 
And  deal  destruction  round  the  land, 
On  each  I  judge  thy  foe. 
y  If  I  am  right,  thy  grace  impart, 
Still  in  the  right  to  stay  ; 
^M^^'l^  ^^ong,  O  teach  mv  heart 
1  o  find  that  better  way  *! 

10  This  da>',  be  bread  and  peace  my  lot ; 
But,  all  beneath  the  sun. 
Thou  know'st  it  best  bestow'd  or  not : 
1  hen  let  thy  will  be  done. 

Altered  from  Pope, 


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1 1  VMiV  LX  Vni.       Common  Metre.       *  or  b 
Prudence. 

1  Father  of  light !  conduct  mv  feet 

1  lirough  life's  dark,  dangYous  road ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  to  my  God. 

2  Let  heav'n-ey'd  prudence  be  my  guide ; 

And,  when  I  go  astray, 
Kccal  my  feet  from  folly's  path, 
1  o  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  ev'ry  various  scene 

10  keep  my  end  in  sight ; 
And  w  hiist  I  tread  liib's  mazy  track, 
^  Let  wisdom  guideinc  right. 

4  That  heav'nly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart ; 
And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warn\ 
And  penetrate  my  heart : 
>  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 
rountain  of  bliss  and  love ; 

25* 


54 


HYMN  69,  70. 


HYMN  71. 


t\nd  all  mS^  darkness  be  dispers*d, 
In  endless  light  above.  Smart. 


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MYMN  LXIX.         Long  Metre.         # 
Praise  for  Rain  and  fruitful  Seasons. 

1  Fa  th  e  r  of  light !  we  sing  thy  name, 
Wlio  made  the  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
Wide  as  lie  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  tliy  powV  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good!  from  thee  proceed 
Tlie  copious  show'rs  of  genial  rain ; 
Wiiich,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Rev  i\'e  the  grass  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Thro'  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  : 
Yet  tliousands  of  ouf  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  goodness  fed, 
Trangress  tliy  law,  abuse  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so,  sliall  our  forgetful  hearts 
O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But,  what  thy  libVal  hand  imparts. 
Receive  with  praise,  and  ask  in  pray'r. 

5  So  shall  the  sun  more  grateful  shine, 
And  showVs  in  welcome  drops  shall  fall. 
When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  our  God,  enjoy *d  in  all. 

6  Jesus !  our  brighter  Sun,  arise  ; 

In  plenteous  show'rs,  thy  Spirit  send  ; 
Kiuth  then  shall  ^ow  to  Paradise, 
And  in  celestial  Eden  end. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  LXX.         long  Metre, 
At  the  Ordination  of  a  Minister. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !-  in  thy  house 
We  pay  our  homage  apd  our  vows  ; 


Whilst  with  a  grateful  hem  we  share 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  care. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heav'n  he  rose, 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
ScatterVl  his  gifts  on  men  below. 
And  wide  his  royal  bounties  flow. 

3  Hence  sprang  th'  Jpostk's  honour'd  name, 
Sacred  Ixyond  heroick  fame  ; 

Hence  dictates  the  prophetick  sage, 
And  hence  the  evangelick  page. 

4  In  lower  forms  to  bless  our  eyes, 
Pastors  from  hence  and  Teachers  rise  ; 

\V  ho,  though  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  mark  a  long  extended  line. 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And,  ted  by  him,  their  graces  live  ; 
V\  hilst,  guarded  by  his  potent  hand. 
Amidst  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

6  So  shall  the  bright  succession  run 

1  hrough  all  the  courses  of  the  sun  ; 
U  hilst  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
'^nall  rise  and  flourish  large  and  fair. 
:  Jesus,  our  Lord,  their  hearts  shall  know 
1  he  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow  ; 
rasters  and  people  shout  his  praise, 
i  iirough  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

- ^°°°RIDCg. 

HiMN  LXXl.       Common  Metre.  # 

The  Excellency  and  Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

^     if/?^^  ^^  mercies  !  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  sliines  ! 
tor  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
t*  or  these  celestiallines. 


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HYMN  72. 


2  Here  may  tbe  wrctclicd  sons  of  want 
Exhaustless  riclies  find  ; 
Treasures  beyond  what  earth  can  grant, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

5  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grow  s. 
And  yields  a  free  repast ; 
Sublinier  fruits,  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

4  Here  the  Redeemer's  weleome  voice 

Sprc'cids  lieav'nly  [)cace  around  ; 
And  life  and  everlasting  jo\s 
Attend  the  blishlul  souiid. 

5  O  may  these  heav'nl.v  pa^cs  he 

Our  study  and  deiiglit  I 
And  still  new  l)eauties  ma}-  \\c  sec, 
And  sUU  increasing  liglit. 

6  Divine  Instructor  !  gracious  Lord  ! 
^^Be  thou  for  ever  near  ; 

Teach  us  to  love  thy  sacred  w  ord, 
.  And  view  our  Saviour  there. 


HYMN  73. 


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H 1 M  IN  L X  X 1 1 .      Co  ffi m  o ii  J\Ie  trc.     it  <j 
Love  to  our  Neiglibom*. 

1  Father  of  mercies  !  send  thy  gract 
^  ^AU  powTful,  from  abo\ c, 

To  form,  in  our  obedient  souls, 
The  image  of  thy  lo\  e. 

2  O  may  our  sympathizing  l)rcasts 

That  genVous  pleasua-  know, 
Kindly  to  share  another's  joy, 
And  weep  for  oth(  rs'  wo. 

3  Whene'er  tlie  helpless  sons  of  want 

In  low  distress  arc  laid, 


Solt  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  leel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  wretched  man, 

When  seated  in  the  sikies  ; 
Amidst  the  glories  of  th;-t  world, 
1 ie  felt  compassion  rise. 

5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  tlie  ground  ; 
And  shed  his  rich  and  precious  blood, 
A  balm  for  evVy  w  ound. 

Doddridge. 


IHMN  LXXIII.     Long  Metre,     ^  or  \y 
Humility. 

1  Folly  builds  high  upon  the  sand ; 
But  low  ly  let  my  basis  be  ; 

1  irni  as  a  rock  my  hope  shall  stand, 
Deep  founded  in  humility. 

2  Content,  when  threatening  ills  obtrude, 
Sueet  meek-ey'd  patience,  arm  ray  soul ; 
And  let  a  prudent  fortitude 

^  1  each  me  my  passions  to  control. 

3  My  God,  I  long  to  know  thee  still, 

1  o  ove  and  fear  and  trust  thee  more  ; 
1  o  hve  submissive  to  thy  will, 
And  whilst  I  feel  thy  grace,  adore. 

^  /V-,  ^^^^^^  ^^^^  ^o^'^>  obedient  be, 
O  Saviour,  to  thy  just  commands  ! 
Aly  ardent  soul  still  follows  thee. 
And  u-usts  her  int'rest  in  thy  hands: 

"j  Let  love  and  mercy  all  divine, 
Justice  descending  from  the  skies, 
Kindness  and  trutli  my  heart  incline 
^till  to  forgive  my  enemies. 


^m) 


HYMN  74,  75. 


6  1  hu5  may  I  act  the  christiuii  part, 
The  social,  humane  and  divine  ; 
Whilst  a  wise  zeal  inspires  my  heart, 
Then  shall  I  know  that  hea\''n  is  mine. 


HYMN  76,  77. 


Smart 


I 


U\  UN  LXXIV.     Comvion  Metre.     #  or  ^ 
Abraham's  Blessing  extended  to  the  Gentiles. 

1  Gentiles  by  nature,  \\v  belong 

To  the  wild  olive  wood  ; 
Grace  took  us  Ircjni  the  !)arren  tree, 
And  grafts  us  on  the  good. 

2  With  the  same  blessings,  grace  endow  ^ 

The  Gentile  as  the  Jew  ; 
If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 
Sucli  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  let  the  cliildren  of  the  saints 

Be  sanetify'd  to  God  ; 
In  that  great  co\  enatit,  confirm 'd 
By  w  ater  and  by  blood. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  seed, 
.     Shall  thy  salvation  come  ; 

And  numerous  households  meet  at  last 
In  one  eternal  home. 


HYMN  LXXV.      Long  Man. 
The  Eicellency  of  the  Gospel. 

1  God,  in  the  gospel  ot  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
And  sinners  of  a  humble  irame 

May  taste  liis  grace,  and  learn  his  namr. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 
To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts 
Its  influence  makes  dip  sinner  live,     . 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 


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.3  Our  niging  passions  it  controls, 
And  c(»mfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 
It  guides  us  all  our  journey  through, 
Aiul  l)rings  a  better  world  to  view. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart  and  near  my  eye  ; 
To  life's  last  hour,  my  soul  employ, 
And  fit  me  for  the  heavenly  joy. 

BEDDaME. 


1 1 1  MN  L X X  \'  f .      Common  Aletrc.     •#•  or  5 
Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy. 

1  God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise. 
He  set  s  our  inmost  mind  ; 
III  Viiin  U)  hca\  "n  wc  raise  our  eyes, 
Ami  Kcive  our  hearts  l^ehind. 
J  N')thing  hut  truth  iicfore  his  throne 
Willi  lioiionr  v[\n  appear  ; 
I'iu;  j)aiiitcd  hj  pocrites  are  known, 
riirougli  the  disguise  they  wear' 
'  TlKir  liftrd  hands  s:ihite  the  skies, 
llKirbtndcd  knees  the  ground  ; 
1311 1  (tod  aljhors  the  sacrifice, 
^VI.  !v  uui  the  JK-;irt  is  found. 
■  I^orcl  h  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

viifl  make  my  son)  sincere  ; 
incn  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face. 
Aiid  hnd         ])tance  there. 

Watts. 


#or  5 


in  MX  LXXVII.     Lon:;Marc. 
Redeeming-  Time. 

1  Cod  of  eternity  !  li'oni  thee 
tM  infant  tunc  its  l>eing  draw  ; 
Minutes  and  days  and  months  and  years 
Revolve  by  thy  unvaried  law. 


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HYMN  78. 


I 


2  Silent  and  slow  ihey  glide  away  ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows ; 
Till  lost  in  that  unmeasiir'd  sea, 
From  which  its  l>eing  first  arose. 

3  The  thoughtless  sons  of  Adam's  race 
Upon  the  rapid  stream  are  borne, 
To  that  unseen,  eternal  home, 
From  which  no  travellers  return. 

4  Yet,  whilst  the  shore,  on  either  side, 
Prest^iits  a  gaudy,  HattVing  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  u  hat  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  ev'ry  hour  ; 
That  time  may  bear  us  on  to  joys. 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  powV. 

Reformed  I.itiirgi- 

HYMN  LXXVllI.         Long  Metre,        ^ 
Gratitude  for  all  Tiiing-s. 

1  God  of  my  life,  my  thanks  to  thee 
Sliall,  like  my  del)ts,  continual  be  ; 
In  constant  streams  thy  bounty  flows, 
Nor  end,  nor  intermission  knows. 

2  From  thee,  my  comforts  all  arise. 

My  numVous  wants  thy  hand  supplies  ; 
Nor  can  I  need  or  wish  for  more. 
Than  thou  canst  furnish  from  thy  store. 

3  If  what  Lask,  my  God  denies. 

It  is  because  he's  good  and  wise  ; 

And  what  for  evils  I  mistake. 

He  can  my  greatest  blessings  malce. 

4  Deep,  Lord,  upon  my  thankful  breast, 
Let  all  thy  goodness  be  impressed  : 


HYMN  79. 


61 


Dispose  me,  each  revolving  day. 
For  daily  gifts  my  praise  to  pay. 
5  In  praise  I'll  spend  my  latest  breath, 
Then  yield  it  to  the  call  of  death ; 
In  hope  that  thou  my  flesh  wilt  raise, 
To  celebrate  thy  deathless  praise. 

^Brown,  with  addition. 


HYMN  LXXIX.       Long  Metre.  # 

Unceasing'  Praise. 

1  God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  tongue  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
'1  he  song  shall  \vake  with  dawning  light. 
And  \\'arble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest. 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
1  by  tuneful  praists,  raised  on  high. 

Shall  check  the  nun'nnn-  and  the  sigh. 

>  Wlicii  death  o'er  nature  sliall  prevail. 
And  all  the  pow'rs  of  language  fail, 
Joy  through  my  feeble  ejes  shall  break. 
And  mean  those  tlianks  I  cannot  spt^ak. 
I  But  ^\•hen  the  final  conflict's  o'er, 
My  hpint  chain'd  to  flesh  no  more, 
\y  ith  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
i  ojoin  the  musick  of  the  skies  ! 
'  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains, 
\Vhich  echo  through  theheav'nly  plains; 

And  emu  late,  with  joy  unknown, 
1  lie  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 
>  This  cheerful  tribute  will  I  give. 

Long  as  a  deathless  soul  can  live  ; 

A  \vork  so  vast,  a  theme  so  high, 

demands  a  whole  eternity. 

OODDRISOI, 

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HYMN  80,81. 


HYMN  LXXX.     Cominon  Metre.     -^  or  \y 
The  Mysteries  of  Providence. 

1  Go p  Tno\ X s  in  a  mjstcrioiis  way, 

Ills  counsels  to  perform  ; 
He  marks  his  footsteps  on  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  tlie  storm. 

2  Deep,  in  unf  vthoma1)lc  mines 

Of  never  faihiig  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs. 
And  works  his  so\  'reign  will. 

3  Let  fearful  saints  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds,  they  so  nuich  dnnd, 
Are  l)i:^  with  mercy,  and  sliall  Ijreak 
In  l)k     '  1  their  head. 

4  Judge  no:  ilv   1/  t  J  hy  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  hi'i.  I'M-  !ii:i  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  Providence 
He  hid*  s  a  smiling  face. 

His  pur|)       ,  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  liour  ; 
The  bud  m:v\-  Iia\e  a  Ijittcr  taste. 

But  sweet  will  l)e  the  How  'r. 

Blind  uubeiief  is  sure  to  err, 
iVnd  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 

God  is  Iiis  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

COVVPER. 


c 


IIYMX   LXXXl.      (         :on  Metre.     ^  or  ^ 
Divine  Providence,  and  the  Folly  of  Self-DepenJenct 

1  Gon  reigns  ;  events  in  order  flow, 
iVIan's  industry  to  guide ; 
But  in  a  dift'Vent  channel  go. 
To  humble  human  pride. 


HYMN  82. 


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2  The  su  ift,  not  always,  in  the  race, 

Shall  w  in  the  crow  ning  prize  ; 
Not  aluass  \\ ealth  and  honour  grace 
The  labours  of  the  wise. 

3  Fond  mortals  do  themselves  beguile, 

When  on  theniselves  ihey  rest ; 
Blind  is  their  \visdom,  viiiiitheir  toil, 
By  diee,  O  Lord,  uiiblest. 

4  'Us  ours,  the  furrow  s  to  prej^are. 

And  sow  the  precious  grain  ; 
'Tis  thine  to  give  the  sun  and  air. 

And  to  command  the  rain. 
^  Kyil  and  good  bel()re  thee  stand, 

Their  mission  to  perform  ; 
The  sun  shines  bright  at  thy  command  ; 

1  hy  hand  directs  the  storm. 
6  In  all  thy  ways,  we  humbly  own 

Thy  providential  pow'r ; 
EniTusting  to  thy  care  alone 

The  lot  of  ev'ry  hour. 


Scott. 


H\MN  LXXXiJ.     Long  Metre,     ^or  h 
The  Fear  of  God. 

^  1^',^^'^  Author  of  all  nature's  frame, 
Holy  and  re\''rend  is  thy  name ; 
Ifioii,  Lord  of  life,  and  Lord  of  death, 
\\  f nius  rise  and  vanish  at  thy  breath. 

-  Nations,  in  thine  all-seeing  eye, 
Are  less  than  nothing,  vanity  ; 
Against  thee  who  shall  lift  his  hand  ? 
Helore  thy  terrors  who  can  stand  ? 

>  But  l)l(>st  are  they,  O  gracious  Lord, 
VI  ho  tear  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word ! 
VV  itli  such  thy  dwelling  is ;  on  those, 
1  ny  peace  its  joy  divine  bestows. 


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HYMN  83. 


4  Tiiy  w  isdom  guides,  thy  povv'r  defends 
Their  life,  till  life  its  journey  ends  ; 
Dcatli  shall  convey  them  to  thy  seat, 
Where  all  thy  saints  in  glory  meet. 

5  O  tliat  my  soul,  w  ith  awful  sense 
Of  thy  transcendent  excellence. 
May  close  the  day,  the  day  begin, 
Watchful  agiiinst  each  darling  sin  I 

6  Never,  O  ne\  cr  from  my  heart 
May  this  great  principle  depart ! 
But  act,  with  unabatnig  pow'r. 
Within  me  to  my  latest  hour.  Scoir 

™—  HYMN  LXXXUI.     Long  Metre.         #" 

The  Divine  Goodness  imitated. 

1  Great  Author  of  th'  immortal  mind, 
For  noblest  thoughts  and  views  design'd, 
Make  me  desirous  to  express 

The  image  of  thy  holiness. 

2  Whilst  I  thy  boundless  love  admire, 
Grant  me  to  catch  the  sacred  fire  ; 
Thus  shall  my  hcav'nly  birth  be  known, 
And  as  thy  child,  thou  w  ilt  me  own. 

3  Father,  I  sec  thy  sun  arise, 

To  cht^r  thy  friends  and  enemies  ; 
And  when  from  heav'n  thy  rain  descends, 
Thy  bounty  both  alike  befriends. 

4  Enlarge  my  soul  with  lo\  e  like  thine, 
My  mortal  pow  Vs  by  gi'acc  refine  ; 
So  shali  I  feel  another's  wo, 

And  freely  feed  a  hungry  foe. 

5  I  hope  ibr  pardon  through  thy  Son, 
For  all  the  crimes  which  I  have  done  ; 
Then  may  the  grace  diat  pardons  me. 
Constrain  me  to  forgive  like  thee.  . 

RippoNS  Collecbon, 


HYMN  84. 


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HYMN  LXXXIV.     Hallelujak  Metre, 
The  House  of  Prayer. 

1  Great  Father  of  mankind, 
We  bless  that  w^ondrous  grace, 
Winch  could  for  Gentiles  find, 
Within  thy  courts,  a  place. 

How  kind  the  care 
Our  God  displays, 
r  or  us  to  raise 
A  house  of  pray 'r  ! 

2  Once  we  were  strangers  here, 
But  now  approach  the  throne ; 
tor  Jesus  brings  us  near, 
And  makes  our  cause  his  own. 

Strangers  no  more. 
To  thee  we  come  ; 
And  find  our  home, 
And  rest  secure. 

3  To  thee  our  souls  we  join. 
And  love  thy  sacred  name  ; 
No  more  our  own,  but  thine. 
v\  e  triumph  in  thy  claim. 

Our  father,  King, 
Thy  cov'nant  grace 
Our  souls  embrace, 
Thy  glories  sing. 

4  Here  in  thy  house  we  feast 
O.i  dainties  all  divine  ; 

^\ntl  whilst  such  food  we  taste. 
With  joy  our  faces  shine. 

Incense  shall  rise 

From  flames  of  lo\*e. 

Atid  God  approve 

The  sacrifice. 
26'^ 


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HYMN  85. 


5  May  all  the  nations  throng, 
To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
Wilt  thou  attend  the  song, 
And  hear  their  ardent  vows ! 
Indulgent  still, 
Till  earth  conspire 
To  join  the  choir, 
On  Zion's  hill. 


HYMN  86,  87. 


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T)ooi>RiD^.r 


HYMN  LXXXV.     Common  Metre.        # 
Creation  and  Providence. 

1  Great  first  of  Ixings,  inight\^  Lord 

Of  all  this  wondrous  frame  ! 
Pnxluc'd  by  thy  creating  w  ord. 
The  world  from  nothing  came. 

2  Thy  \  oice  sent  forth  the  high  command, 

'T\\  as  instantly  obey'd  ; 
And  through  thy  goodness  all  things  stand. 
Which  by  thy  powV  were  made. 

3  Thy  glories  shine  throughout  the  whole, 

Each  part  reflects  thy  light ; 
By  thee,  in  course,  the  planets  roll. 
And  day  succeeds  the  night. 

4  By  thee,  the  sun  dis[)enses  heat, 

And  l>eams  of  cheering  day  ; 
The  distant  stars  in  order  set, 
By  night,  thy  pow  Y  display. 

5  By  thee,  the  earth  its  produce  yields  ; 

By  thee,  the  waters  flow  ; 
And  various  plaiits  adorn  the  fields, 
And  trees  aspiring  grow. 

6  Inspir'd  with  praise,  our  minds  pursue 

1  his  wise  and  noble  end ; 
And  all  we  think,  and  all  we  do, 
ShjiU  to  thy  honour  tend.  . 

Liverpool  CoUcfiUOD 


UV.MN  LXXXVI.       Long  Metre      ^  or  i^ 
Miin  changeable  and  God  unchangeable. 

1  (iREAT  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name ; 
\Vc  l3ow  with  rev'rence,  when  we  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 

J  Bryoiid  the  reach  of  angel's  sight, 
Thou  d^vell'st  in  uncreated  light ; 
It  shines  with  undiminish'd  ray, 
\\1iilst  suns  and  stars  shall  pass  away. 

i  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  evVy  circling  sun ; 
KVii  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
Th\  hand  can  crush  us  to  the  dust. 

1  But  let  all  nature  fall  around  ; 
Lit  death  consign  usjto  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  genVal  flame  arise, 
Consume  the  earth,  dissolve  the  skies ; 

J  Calm  as  a  summer  evening,  we 
Shall  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see ; 
AV^hilst  grace  secures  us  an  abode, 
Unshaken  as  the  tlirone  of  God. 


Doddridge. 


IIVMNLXXXVII.     Long  Metre.     ^  or  f;^ 
The  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  j^REAT  God,  amidst  the  darksome  night 
Iny  glories  dart  upon  my  sight, 

\\  hilst  wrapt  in  wonder  I  behold 
1  lie  silver  moon  and  stars  of  gold. 

2  But  when  I  see  the  sun  arise. 

And  pour  his  glory  round  the  skies, 
In  more  stupendous  form  I  view 
A  ny  greatness  and  thy  glory  too. 


HYMN  88. 


68  _ 

3  riiou  Sun  of  Riglitfousness,  whose  light 
OVrwhelnis  the  highest  angel's  sight, 
How  shall  I  glance  my  eye  at  thee, 

In  all  thy  vast  immensity  ! 

4  Yet  may  I  be  allow'd  to  trace 
'Jlic  distant  shadow  of  thy  face ; 
As  in  the  pale  reflecting  moon 
\Ve  see  the  image  of  the  sun. 

5  In  c\  Vy  work  thy  hands  Iia\  e  made, 
I'hy  pow'r  and  wisdom  are  display'd ; 
But  O  !  what  glories  all  divine, 

In  my  exalted  Saviour  shine  ! 

6  May  I  enjoy,  like  those  above. 
The  gentle  influence  of  his  love  ; 
Enal>le  me  my  course  to  rim, 
With  the  same  vigour  as  the  sun. 

S  T  E  V  \  E  T . 


HYMN  89. 


H \MN  L \ X  Will.     Com/n on  Metre.     #  or  (> 
The  Spreading  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  l)y  all  l)eheld, 
Thy  powV  and  glory  shine. 

2  Biit  thy  compa.ssion.  Lord,  lias  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind. 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  Lord,  when^  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around. 
Till  evVy  trilx;  and  evYy  soul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 
4f  O  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heav  'nly  word  ! 
And,  long  in  slavVy  held,  become 

The  freemen  of  the  JLord  ? 


5  VV  hen  shall  the  savage  Wcuid'ring  tribes, 

A  dark  bewilder'd  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 
And  learn  his  saving  grace  ? 

6  Haste,  sov'reign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  : 

Soften  the  tyger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove. 

7  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  sincere  attempt 

To  spread  die  gospel's  rays  ; 
And  build  in  evry  heathen  land 
A  temple  to  thy  praise. 

. RrppON's  Collection. 


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HYMN  LXXXIX.     Common  Metre.        u 
Trust  in  God. 

1  Great  Source  of  boundless  powV  and 

Attend  mv  mournful  cry  ;  [grace ! 

In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  distress, 
To  thee  alone  I  fly. 

2  Thou  art  my  strength,  my  life,  my  stay  ; 

Assist  my  feeble  trust ; 
Drive  these  distressing  fears  away, 
And  raise  me  from  the  dust. 

3  Fiiin  would  I  call  thy  grate  to  mind, 

And  trust  thy  glorious  name ; 
Jehovah,  pow'rful,  wise,  and  kind, 
r  or  ever  is  the  same. 

4  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart 

vvhen  earthly  comforts  die  ; 
1  hy  voice  can  bid  my  pains  depart, 
And  raise  my  pleasures  high. 
>  Here  let  me  rest,  on  thee  depend, 
Aly  God,  my  hope,  my  all ; 
lie  thou  my  everlasting  friend. 
And  1  shall  never  fall.  smart 


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HYMN  90,  91. 


HYMN  92. 


HYMN  XC.     Lonif  Metre.  ^ 

Praise  for  common  Mercies. 

1  Great  Source  of  life,  our  souls  confess 
The  various  riches  of  thy  grace  ; 

Crow ird  with  thy  mercies,  we  rejoice, 
And  in  thy  praise  exalt  our  voice. 

2  By  thee  heav'n's  shining  arch  was  spread  ; 
By  thee  w  ere  earth's  foundations  laid  ; 
All  the  delights  of  oiu-  abode 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  powVful  God. 

Thy  tender  hand  restoroioiir  I)rv'tt!i, 
When  trembling  on  the  \  erge  oi  death  ; 
Gently  it  wipes  away  our  te;irs, 
And  lengthens  life  to  future  ye.  ix. 

4  These  lives  arv-  sacred  to  the  Lor  i, 
By  thee  upheld,  by  thee  restored  ; 
And  whilst  our  hours  renew  their  race, 
Still  we  would  walk  Ijefore  thy  face. 

5  So,  when  our  souls  l)y  thee  are  led 
Through  unknown  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  joy  triumphant,  they  shall  move 
To  seats  of  nobler  life  above. 

Doddridge. 


Long  Metre. 


■#•  or  5 


HYMN  XCI. 

Religion  vain  vvillifmt  Love. 

1  Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  l)rass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspif  d  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 


3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 

1  o  ieed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor ; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 
10  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name ; 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
ISpr  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
1  he  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

— — Watts, 

HYMN  XCII.      Common  Metre.  ■#• 

The  God  of  Nature. 

1  H.\iL  King  supreme!  all  wise  and  good ! 
1  o  thee  our  thoughts  we  raise  ; 
\Miilst  nature's  lo\  ely  charms,  display'd, 
Inspire  our  souls  w  idi  praise. 
~2  At  morning,  noon,  and  e\ 'ning  mild, 
1  hy  works  engage  our  \  iew  ; 
And  as  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
^  VV  ith  transports  ever  new. 

^  ^\\j^\^^y  beams  in  ev'ry  star 

VVhich  gilds  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
And  decks  the  rising  flice  of  morn 
VV  ith  rays  of  cheering  light. 

^  '^  ii/'^P^V"^  ^^^^*'  ^^^^  verdant  lawn, 
VVitn  thousand  beauties  shine  ; 
1  iie  vocal  grove  and  cooling  shade 
1  roclaim  thy  pow'r  divi  ne. 

5  From  tree  to  tree,  a  constant  hj^mn 

Lmploys  the  feather'd  throng  ; 
1  o  thee  their  cheerful  notes  they  swell. 
And  chant  their  grateful  song. 

6  Great  nature's  God  !  still  may  these  scenes 

Uur  serious  hours  engage  ; 
^%^^y  our  wond'ring  eyes  peruse 
1  ny  works'  instructive  page. 


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HYMN  93. 


HVMN  XClll.     Fariirular  Metre.         # 
Praise  to  our  Redeemer. 

1  Hail,  thou  once  despised  Jesus  ! 

Tliou  didst  free  salvation  bring ; 
By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us 
From  the  tyrant's  deadly  sting. 

2  Hail,  thou  agonizing  Saviour, 

Bearer  of  our  sin  and  shame  ! 
Bv  thy  merits  we  find  favour, 
Life  is  given  through  thy  name. 

3  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 

All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid  ; 
Great  High  Priest  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made  ! 

4  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 

Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood  : 
Open'd  is  the  gate  of  heaven. 

Peace  is  made  w  ith  man  and  God. 

5  Jesus  liail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 

TlKre  lor  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heav'nly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Sealed  at  thy  Father's  side. 

6  There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading, 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare  ; 
liver  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  heaven  \\c  appear. 

7  Glory,  honour,  pow'r  and  blessing, 

Tliou  art  worthy  to  receive ; 
Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 

8  Help,  ye  bright  angelick  spirits, 

I^end  your  loudest,  noblest  lays  ; 
Join  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits. 
And  to  celebrate  his  praise.  . 

RiPPON'sColiecUon. 


HYMN  94,  95. 


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HYMN  XCIV.     Common  Metre.     4ltor\y 

Early  Religion. 

1  Happy  IS  he,  whose  early  years 

Receive  instruction  well ; 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 
The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

2  Our  youth,  devoted  to  the  Lord, 

Is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flow'r  when  offer'd  in  the  bud 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

3  'Tis  easier  work,  if  we  begin 

To  fear  the  Lord  betimes  ; 
While  sinners,  who  grow  old  in  sin, 
Are  hardened  in  their  crimes. 

4  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  fears. 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
With  .joy  it  crowns  succeeding  years, 
And  renders  virtue  strong. 

5  To  thcc,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  hearts  we  now  resign  ; 
'Twill  pleabc  us  to  look  back  and  sec 
That  our  w  hole  li\'es  were  thine. 

^  ^V,M  ^^^  ^'^^'  ^^  ^'''^'  ^^^'^^  ^^1^^^^^  ^^y  praise, 

\\  hilst  we  have  life  and  breath  ; 
Tlius  we're  prepared  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

Watts. 


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HYMN  XCV.      Lon^r  Metre. 
The  Glory  and  Defence  of  the  Church, 

1  Happy  the  Church  !  thou  sacred  place, 
The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace  ! 
Thy  holy  courts  are  his  abode. 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

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HYMN  97. 


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HYMN  96. 


1 4  

2  Hiy  ualis  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heav'iily  iiiigels  waits  ; 
Nor  shall  thy  dcti)  foiindations  move, 
Built  on  the  counsels  of  his  love. 

3  Thy  foes  in  \ain  designs  engage, 
Against  tliy  walls  in  \  ain  they  rage  ; 
Like  rising  \va\'es,  w  ith  anger  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell. 
Nor  fear  the  pow'r  of  earth  or  hell ; 
Since  God  delends  this  happy  ground. 
Like  l)razen  bulwarks  built  around. 

5  God  is  our  sun,  (lod  is  our  shield, 
I^ight  and  protection  he  w  ill  yield  ; 
And  we,  beneath  tlie  genial  rays, 
Will  sing  his  love,  and  si)Lak  his  praise. 

Watts. 

IIYMX    \CV  1.      ('(in  I  lion  Metre.  # 

Christian  MtKieralion. 

1  Happv  the  man,  whose  cautious  steps 

Still  kct  p  the  golden  mean  ; 
^Vhose  life,  by  wisdom's  rules  well  forni'd 
Declares  a  conscience  clean. 

2  Not  of  himself  he  liighly  thinks, 

Nor  acts  the  boaster's  part ; 
His  modest  tongue  the  language  speaks, 
Of  his  more  luimbie  heart. 

3  Not  in  Ijase  scandal's  arts  he  deals. 

For  truth  is  in  his  !)reast ; 
With  grief  he  sees  his  neighbour's  fault.s, 
And  thinks  and  hopes  the  best. 

4  What  blessings  bounteous  Heav'n  bestows, 

He  takes  with  thankful  heart ; 
With  temp'rance  he  receives  his  food, 
And  gives  the  poor  a-  part. 


5  To  sect  and  party,  his  large  soul 

Disdains  to  be  confin'd  ; 
The  good  he  loves,  of  ev'ry  name, 
And  prays  for  all  mankind. 

6  Pure  is  his  zeal,  the  offspring  fair 

Of  truth  and  peaceful  love  ; 
The  bigot's  rage  can  never  dux-ll 
Where  rests  the  heav'nly  do\^e. 

Needham. 


HYMN  XCVII.     Comjnon  Metre,  # 

Love  to  God. 

1  Happy  the  piind  where  graces  reign, 

And  love  inspires  the  l>reast ; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  \'ain  our  fear ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

'Tis  love  that  makes  our  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move  ; 
Affliction's  bitter  cup  is  sweet, 

When  mix'd  with  lieav'nly  love. 

t  Soon  as  we  drop  this  mortal  clay. 
And  leave  this  dark  abode, 
On  wings  of  love  \ve'll  soar  away, 
To  see  our  Father,  God. 

This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 
^^  When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease ; 
'Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings. 
In  realms  of  endless  ])cace. 

Watts,  varied. 


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HYMN  98,  99. 


HYMN  XCVIll.     Common  Metre.         # 
The  Blessedness  of  departed  Saints. 

1  Hark  !  from  on  high  a  solemn  voice, 

Let  all  attentive  hear  ! 
'T\v  ill  make  each  pious  heart  rejoice. 
And  vanquish  every  fear  : 

2  *'  Thrice  blessed  are  the  pious  dead, 

*'  VV  ho  in  the  Lord  shall  die  ; 
**  Their  \yeary  flesh,  as  on  a  bed, 
''  Safe  in  the  gra\'e  shall  lie. 

3  "  Their  holy  souls,  at  length  released, 

*'^To  heav'n  shall  take  their  flight ; 
"  There  to  enjoy  eternal  rest, 
"  And  infinite  deliglit. 

4  *'  They  drop  each  load  as  they  ascend, 

^''  And  quit  this  world  of  wo  ; 
"  Their  labours  w  ith  their  lives  shall  end ; 
"  Their  rest,  no  period  know. 

5  "  Their  conflicts  with  their  busy  foes 

"For  ever  more  shall  cease ; 
"  None  shall  their  happiness  oppose, 
"  Nor  interrupt  their  peace. 

6  "  But  bright  rewards  shall  recompense 

*'  Their  faithful  service  lierc  ; 
"  And  perfect  love  shall  banish  thence 
"  Each  gloomy  doubt  and  fear." 

Liverpool  Collection. 


HYMN  XCIX.      Common  Aletre.  5 

A  Funeral  Thought 

1  Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  mournful  sound  ij 
My  ears  attend  tlie  cry  : 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"  Where  you  must  shordy  lie. 


HYMN  100. 


12  "  Princes,  this  day  must  be  j^our  bed, 
In  spite  of  all  your  towVs  ; 
The  tall  the  wise,  the  rev  Vend  head. 
Must  he  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  5> 

And  are  we  still  secure  ? 

^^  A*  ^i'^*^i"S  downward  to  the  tomb 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  >  ' 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'r  of  quick'ning  grace, 
i  o  fit  our  souls  to  flv  ^^       > 


'^  w%)r*^-''"  T  "^""^P  this  dying  flesh 
We  11  rise  above  the  sky. 


Watts. 


^or[^ 


HYMN  C.         Short  Metre. 
Tli€  Voice  of  Wisdom. 

1  Hark  I  it  is  Wisdom's  voice 
1  hat  si)reads  itself  around  ; 
Come  hither,  all  ye  sons  of  eardi. 
And  listen  to  the  sound. 
3  VVhat,  though  she  speaks  rebukes, 
1  hat  pierce  the  soul  witli  smart  ; 
Yet  love  through  all  herx:hast'nings  runs, 
^^  ^Y  pain  to  mend  the  heart : 

^  "  Xt  ^^^P  have  wandertl  long 
u  o      ^"^'"^  destrucdve  ways  ; 
Keturn,  return,  at  my  reproof, 
And  seize  the  oflfer'd  grace. 
i  "  f  •^"ow  your  souls  are  weak, 
u  rp^"^  ^^  your  eftbrts  vain, 

lo  overcome  your  mighty  foes, 
«  «  ^"^  ^"^^  ^^eir  iron  chain. 

uh  '  ^^^^'  '^^'y  send 
My  Spirit  from  above, 

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HYMN  101. 


HYMN  102. 


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«(  '1 


To  arm  you  with  superior  strength, 
*'  And  melt  yotir  hearts  to  love. 

6  "Come,  whilst  my  offers  last, 
*'  Ye  sinners,  and  be  wise  ; 
"  He  lives,  who  hears  this  friendly  call, 
'*  But  he  that  slights  it,  dies." 

DODDRIDCB. 

HYMN  CI.       Common  Metre.  # 

The  Saviour's  Commission. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound !  the  Saviour  comes ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long ; 
Let  evV>'  heart  prepare  him  room. 
And  evVy  \'Oice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd. 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  pow'r,  and  zeal  and  love. 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice. 

To  clear  the  mental  sight ; 
And  on  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  light. 

4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  lical 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace^ 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  He  comes,  the  pris'ners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst. 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

6  His  silver  trumpet  loud  proclaims 

The  Lord's  accepted  year  ; 
Our  debts  are  all  remitted  now. 
Our  heritage  is  clear. 


7  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heav'n's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  CII.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

The  Christian  Warrior  animated. 

1  Hark  !  'tis  our  heav'nly  Leader's  voice, 

From  the  bright  rcalms  above ! 
Amidst  the  war's  tumultuous  rage, 
A  voice  of  pow'r  and  love. 

2  "  Maintain  the  fight,  my  faithful  band, 

*'  Nor  fear  the  mortal  blow  ; 

**  He  that  in  such  a  warfare  dies, 

"  Shall  speedy  vict'ry  know- 

3  *'  I  have  niy  days  of  combat  known. 

*'  x\nd  in  the  dust  was  laid  ; 
"  But  now  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
*'  And  glory  crowns  my  head. 

4  "  This  throne,  this  glory  shall  be  yours, 
"  My  hands  the  crown  shall  give ; 
And  you  the  blest  reward  shall  share. 
"  Whilst  God  himself  shall  live." 

5  Lord,  'tis  enough,  our  souls  are  fir'd 

With  courage  and  with  love ; 
\^ain  are  th'  assaults  of  earth  and  hell. 
Our  hopes  are  fix'd  above. 

6  We'll  trace  the  footsteps  thou  hast  trod, 

To  triumph  and  renown ; 
Nor  shun  thy  combat  and  thy  cross, 
May  we  but  wear  thy  crown. 

Altered  from  Doddeidgil. 


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HYMN  103,  104. 


HYMN  CHI.        Common  Metre.  b 

Walking  in  Darkness  and  trusting  in  God. 

1  Hear,  gracious  God,  my  humble  moan, 

To  thee  I  bre^ithe  my  sighs  ; 
Wl)en  will  the  tedious  night  be  gone, 
And  wlien  the  dawn  arise  ? 

2  My  God  !  O  could  I  make  the  claim, 

My  Father  and  my  Friend — 
And  call  thee  mine,  by  evVy  name 
On  w  hich  thy  saints  depend — 

3  By  ev'iy  name  of  pow'r  and  love, 

I  would  thy  grace  entreat ; 
Nor  should  my  huml)le  hope  remove. 
Nor  leave  thy  sacred  seat. 

4  Yet  though  rny  soul  in  darkness  moumSj 

Thy  word  is  all  my  stay ; 
Here  will  I  rest  till  night  returns, 
Thy  presence  makes  my  day. 

3  Speak,  Lord,  and  bid  celestial  peace 
Relieve  my  aching  heart ; 
Thy  love  can  make  my  sorrow  cease. 
And  all  the  gloom  depart. 

6  Then  shall  my  drooping  spirit  rise. 
And  bless  thy  healing  rays  ; 
And  change  these  deep  complaining  siglii 
To  songs  of  sacred  praise. 

Mrs.  Steeli. 


HYMN  CiV.         Cammon  Afetre. 
The  Anils'  Song  at  the  Birth  of  Chri»t. 

High  let  us  swell  our  tuneful  notes, 
^  And  join  th'  angelick  song  ; 
For  such  a  theme  does  less  to  them. 
Than  to  the  saints,  belong. 


HYMN  105. 


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.2  Good  will  is  shown  to  sinful  men, 
And  peace  on  earth  is  giv'n  ; 
For  lo !  the  promis'd  Saviour  comes, 
Widi  messages  from  heav'n. 

Mercy  and  truth,  in  sweet  accord. 

His  rising  beams  adorn  ; 
Justice  and  peace  in  concert  join, 

Now  such  a  Child  is  born. 

i  Glory  to  God  !  in  highest  strains, 
In  highest  worlds  be  paid  ; 
His  glory  by  our  lips  proclaim'd, 
And  by  our  lives  displa>'d. 

5  When  shall  we  reach  those  happy  realms. 
Where  Christ  exalted  reigns. 
And  learn  of  the  celestial  choir 
Their  own  immortal  strains  ! 


DODPRIDCE. 


HYMN  CV.     Common  Metre. 
The  Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  Ho  s  A  N  N  A  !   to  the  Prince  of  life, 

Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay  ; 
Enter'd  the  gloomy  shades  ol"  deatli, 
And  rose  to  endless  day. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread. 

Since  our  Immanucl  rose  ; 
He  took  the  monster's  sting  a^\  ay, 
And  crush'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Concfror  mounts  aloft. 

And  to  his  Father  flies  ! 
With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

1  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
A  priest  upon  his  throne  ; 
And,  to  supply  his  place  on  eardi. 
He  sent  his  Spirit  down. 


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HYMN  106. 


5  Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  that  blest  abode  ; 
Let  heav'ii  and  earth  with  praise  resound 
To  the  immortal  God. 

A'terf'l  from  Watts. 


HYMN   107. 


I  i  \  .1 A  C  V  I.       Common  Metre.  # 

Preservalion  at  Sea,  and  in  foreign  Countries. 

1  How  are  thy  ser\  ants  blest,  O  Lord  1 

How  sure  is  their  defence  I 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  our  guide, 
Our  help  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  bv  thy  care, 
Through  bunung  climesvve  pass  unhurt, 
And  brcatlie  infected  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  ev'ry  soil, 

Mukes  e  vVv  region  please  ; 
The  hoary  fr  zen  hills  it  warms, 
And  snioodis  the  boi^lVous  seas. 

4  Think,  O  my  soul,  devoudy  think. 

How,  witli  atirighted  eyes, 
Thou  saw'st  the  w  ide  extended  deep, 
In  all  its  horrors  rise  ! 

5  Confusion  dwelt  in  ev'ry  flice, 

And  fear  in  evVy  heart,  . 

When  waves  on  waves,  and  gulfs  in  gults 
O'ercame  tlie  pilot's  art. 

6  Yet  then,  from  all  my  griefs,  O  Lord, 

Thv  mercy  set  me  free  ; 
Whilst,  in  the  confidence  of  pray  V, 
My  hope  repos'd  on  thee. 

7  The  storm  was  laid,  the  winds  retird. 

Obedient  to  thy  v\  ill ; 
The  sea  that  roar'd  at  thy  command. 
At  thy  command  was  still. 


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8  hi^  midst  oi  gangers  and  of  death, 
Thy  goodness  Til  adore  ; 
ril  praise  tlice  ibr  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

(Stipposed)  Addison. 


HYMN  CVII.         Short  Metre.  ^ 

Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1  How  beauteous  arc  their  feet, 

\\lio  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
^  How  glad  the  tidings  are  ! 
Zion,  b(  Injld  thy  Saviour  King, 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here  1 

3  How  hi-ppy  are  our  ears. 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
\\1iich  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  Ijlessed  are  our  eyes. 

That  sec  this  heav'nly  light ! 
Prophets  and  i;ings  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

>  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  en  ploy  ; 
Jerusalem  l^reaks  fortli  i-i  songs, 
And  deseits  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm. 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 
Let  evVy  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Watts. 


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84 


HYMNi08,J09^ 


HYMN  110. 


85 


HYMN  CV  III.     Short  Metre.      -#■  or  b 
Fatherly  Discipline  received  with  Meekness. 

1  I low  gracious  and  Ik)w  wise 

Is  our  chastizing  Oocl . 
How  rich  the  blossoms  and  the  iruil 
Ofhis  correcting  rod! 

2  He  takes  it  iri  his  hand,  ^ 

That  evVy  stroke  his  children  feel 
May  grlice  and  peace  unpart. 

3  Instructed  thus,  we  bow, 

And  own  thy  so\  'rcign  s\\^a>  , 
W'c  turn  our  eiring  footsteps  bacK 
'Fo  tliy  forsaken  w  ay. 

4  Thy  promised  love  we  seek, 

And  strengtlien  all  the  bands, 
Wiiieh  closer  still  engage  our  hearth 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

5  Our  Father,  we  consent 

To  discipline  divine- ; 
And  bless  the  pains,  which  make  our  souls 
Still  more  completely  thme^^^^^^^^^^ 


HYMN  CIX.     Common  Metre.  * 

The  Song  of  Moses  and  Uie  Lamb. 

1  How  greatthy  works,  Almighty  God! 

Who  shall  not  fear  thy  name! 

HovN-  just  and  trtie  are  all  thy  w^^' 
Thou  Son  ofGod,  the  Lamb! 

2  More  hast  thou  done  than  Moses  (Ud, 

Our  prophet,  priest  and  king  ; 
From  sin  thou  hast  redeem^l  our  M 
And  from  death's  poisonous  stmg. 


,  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses'  hand, 
Th*  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd  ; 
But,  in  thy  blood,  our  souls  are  cleans^l, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

1  W  hen  through  the  desert  Israel  went, 
With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
15 lit  thou  hast  giv'n  thy  flesh  to  eat,  ^ 
And  caird  it  living  bread. 

Moses  beheld  tlie  promised  land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 
Ikit  thou  shalt  bring  thy  foU'wers  home. 

To  see  thy  Father's  face. 

riiy  lofty  praise,  O  King  of  saints, 

Shall  ev'ry  nation  sing  ; 
To  thee  shall  Jew  and  Gentile  race 

Their  humble  oft  Vings  bring. 
X)  parting  wall  shall  inter\die  ; 

But,  with  united  soul, 
Their  voice  shall  join  in  songs  of  praise, 

Whilst  endless  ages  roll.     - 

Watts  altered. 

HYMN  ex.      Common  Metre.  ^ 

The  Safety  of  the  Church. 

J  How  honourable  is  the  place 

^   Where  we  adoring  stand  ! 

Zion,  die  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land  ! 

-  Biihvarks  of  mighty  grace  defend 
The  city  where  we  dwell ! 
The  w  alls,  of  strong  salvation  made, 

Defy  th*  assaults  of  hell. 
Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 
The  doors  wide  open  fling ; 

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86 


HYMN  111,  112. 


HYMN  113. 


87 


i  Enter,  yc  nations,  who  obey 

*  The  statutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  shall  you  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 
You,  who  have  known  Jehovah  s  name, 
And  tasted  of  his  grace. 

5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  for  ever  trust, 

And  banish  all  your  fears  ; 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovali  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CXI.         ConwMn  Metre,        ^ 
The  Blessing!  of  Abraham. 

1  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine. 

To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed  1 
"  I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thme, 
"  Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  diy  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  Angel  of  th'  covenant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessings  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n  ; 
He  takes  young  children  in  his  arms, 

And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 
1  Our  God  !  how  faithful  are  his  ways ! 

His  love  endures  the  same  ; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace. 

Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

Watts 


HYMN  CXll.       Common  Metre. 
The  Resurrcdion. 

1  How  long  shall  death  the  tyrant  reigii: 
And  triumph  o'er  the  just ! 


W  hilst  the  rich  blood  ot  martyrs  slain, 
Lies  mingled  with  the  dust  I 

2  Let  faith  arise  and  climb  the  hills, 

The  Saviour  to  descry ; 
To  view  his  distant  chariot  wheels. 
And  tell  how  fast  they  fly. 

3  Lo,  faith  beholds  the  scattered  shades ! 

The  dawn  of  heav'n  appears ! 
And  the  bright  morning  gently  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 

4  Faith  sees  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 

His  flaming  guards  around  ! 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room, 
His  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 

5  She  hears  the  voice,  "  Ye  dead,  arise  !"" 

She  sees  the  graves  obey  ! 
And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  th'  expected  day. 

6  They  leave  the  dust,  and  on  the  wing 

Surmount  the  yielding  air ; 
Ip  shining  garments  meet  their  King, 
And  bow  before  him  there. 

7  O  may  we  then  among  them  stand, 

Cloth'd  in  celestial  white  ! 
The  meanest  place  at  his  right  hand 
Gives  infinite  delight. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CXI  1 1.     Common  Metre.       #  or  k 
Pardoning  Mercy. 

1  How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord  ! 
How  oft  my  erring  thoughts  dep^irt. 
Forgetful  of  thy  word  ! 


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HYMN  114. 


2  Yet  sov'rei^n  Mercy  cries, ''  Return ;" 

Lord,  at  tliy  call,  I  come  ; 
My  \ile  iugratiliide  I  mourn  ; 
()  take  tlic  w  ancrrer  home  I 

3  And  canst  tlioii,  w  ilt  ihou  yet  forgive, 

And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shnll  a  i>ar(lon\t  rebel  live, 

T()  Iv  th\"  \\t)iiciroiis  i'ur  ? 

1-   A  i  m  1*3  i  1;  %  >.  u.  1 1  ■  V,  ■ ,  1 1  v\'  1  lea  I  i  n  ^  [  >  o .  v '  i\ 
I^  "  glorM)iLs  !  how  di\  iiic  ! 
That  uau  to  life  and  Ijliss  ^J:5lux^. 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  1 

J  Hiy  pard'ning  lo\e.  I'or  t  Vv r  frc-. 
With  rapturc  I  adore  ; 
Lord,  Ide\ote  myself  to  thee. 
And  long  to  love  thee  more. 

Mrs.  Steelf 


HYMN  (;Xl\.     Lo,;-  Metre, 
Tlie  Gospel  Feast. 

1  How  rieli  are  tli>'  |)r()\isions,  Lord  ! 
Thy  table  iurnislVd  Irom  abo\ e  ; 
The  fruits  of  life  (>\r^i)read  the  I)  ):.nl ; 
The  ciii)  o'erflows  v\  itli  heav'nly  i(j\\. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  hrst  invited  to  iIk-  feast  ; 
We  huHil)ly  lake  what  they  refuse. 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3  We  are  the  iioor,  the  blind,  the  laine, 
And  help  was  far  and  death  was  nigli  ; 
Yet,  at  the  gospel  call,  we  came. 
And  e\  'ry  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  Uk  riigfi  way  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  pa:  lis  of  darkness  and  despair, 


HYMN  115. 


89 


Lord,  we  c.re  come  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here. 

5^  What  shall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  Friend, 
"Who  left  the  sky,  his  blest  abode, 
And  did  to  this  low  earth  descend. 
To  bring  us,  wandVers,  back  to  God  ? 

6  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 
To  Him,  vvho  pitied  sinners  lost ; 
And  paid  our  ransom,  when  he  knew 
His  precious  life  must  be  the  cost. 

Watt's. 


HYMN  CXV.       Common  Metre,  # 

Rich  Treasure  in  earthen  Vessels. 

1  How  rich  thy  bounty.  King  of  kings  ! 

Thy  favours,  how  divine  ! 
The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings. 
How  splendidly  they  shine  ! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys  ; 

Should  gold  and  gems  compare. 
How  mean  !  when  set  against  those  joys 
Thy  poorest  servants  share ! 
1  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace 
Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay. 
And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 
Th'  immortal  gifts  convey. 

1  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 

Yet*  grace  the  victVy  gives  ; 
Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth. 

Yet  still  the  gospel  lives. 
Such  wonders  pow'r  divine  effects  ; 

Such  trophies  God  can  raise ; 
His  hand  from  crumbling  dust  erects 

His  monuments  of  praise. 

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HVMN  116,  117. 


HYMN  1 1 8. 


91 


IIYMN  CW'l.      Common  Metre.  5 

Tlie  Frailtv  and  FoUv  of  Man. 

1  Unw  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

How  \ast  our  souls'  affidrs  \ 
Ycr  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavisli  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  i)ass  our  li\es  away. 

3  God  from  on  high  iinites  us  home, 

But  we  march  heedless  on  ; 

And,  e\'er  hast'ning  to  the  tomb. 

Stoop  clow  nw  ard  as  w  c  run. 

4  Dr.iw-  US/  O  God,  with  sov'reign  grace. 

And  lilt  our  thoughts  on  high  ; 
Tliat  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

Watts 

HYMN'  CX\  II.        Common  Aietrc.       ^  or  \% 
God's  Justice  and  Power.     Job  ix  2,  10. 

1  How  slioidd  the  sons  of  Adam's  raee 

Be  just  l^elbre  their  God  ! 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  l)eneath  his  rod. 

2  To  \  indicate  my  words  and  dioiights, 

ril  make  no  vain  pretence  ; 
Not  one  of  all  my  numVous  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

o  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise  ; 
What  vain  presumers  dare 
Against  their  Maker's  powV  to  rise. 
And  impious  war  declare  ! 


1  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
From  their  old  seats  are  torn ; 
He  shakes  the  pillars  of  the  earth, 
And  all  the  nations  mourn. 

5  Through  the  wide  air,  the  mighty  rocks 

Are  swift  as  hail-stones  thrown  ; 
Whilst  luna  pours,  widi  horrid  shocks. 
Her  melted  entrails  down. 

6  He  bids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, 

I'he  obedient  sun  forbears  ; 
His  hand  witli  darkness  spreads  the  skies, 
And  seals  up  all  the  stars. 

7  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea, 

And  rides  upon  the  wind  ; 
No  flesh  can  trace  his  wondrous  way. 
Nor  liis  dark  footsteps  find. 

.  \ Ct,  miglity  God,  dw  sov'reign  grace 
Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chosen  race. 
When  wrath  comes  rushing  down. 

Watts,  with  lariation. 

IJYM.^  CXVIll.      Common  Metre,     *  or  b 
The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  How  sweet  and  awful  is  the  place, 

With  Christ  within  the  doors  ; 
Here  everlasting  love  displays 
Tlic  choicest  of  her  stores  ! 

2  Whilst  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  songs 

Join  to  admire  the  feast ; 
Each  of  us  say,  with  thankful  tongues, 
"  Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest  ? 

^  *  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 
"  And  enter  whilst  there's  room, 
'  When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice, 
**  -Vnd  rather  stance  than  cojne  Tl 


HYMN  119. 


92 __ _ ___ _    

4  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast, 

Which  gently  drew  iis  in  ; 
Or  we  had  still  rcfus'd  to  taste, 
And  perish'd  in  our  sin. 

5  Pity  the  nations,  O  our  I-ord ! 

Compel  the  Jews  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  w  ord  abroad, 
And  bring  thj'  people  home. 

6  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full. 

That  all  the  chosen  race 
May,  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sii^g  thy  redeeming  grace. 

Watts. 


HYMN  120,  121. 


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HYMN   rXiX.      Particular  Mure.         # 
The  Beaulies  of  the  Spring. 

1  How  swccdy  along  tlie  gay  mead 
The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen  ; 
The  flocks,  as  they  carelessly  feed, 
Rejoice  in  the  beautiful  green  ! 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  die  bow  Vs, 
11ie  herbi.ge  that  springs  from  the  sod, 
iVet^s,  plants,  cooling  fruits  and  swc^t  flow Ys 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

3  Shall  man,  die  great  master  of  all, 
The  only  insensible  prove  ? 
Forbid  it,  lair  gratitude's  call. 
Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 

4  The  Lord,  w  ho  such  wonders  can  raise. 
And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod, 

My  lips  shall  incessimtiy  praise, 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God. 


HYMN  CXX.     Long  Metre.         ^  or  b 
Justice, 

1  1 1  liip;h  or  low  our  station  be, 
Oinoijlc  or  ignoble  name, 
By  uncorrupt  integrity, 

lliy  blessing.  Lord,  we  humbly  claim. 

2  The  upriglit  n\\\n  no  want  shall  lear  ; 
Thy  providence  shall  be  his  trust ; 
Thou  wilt  provide  his  portion  here, 
Thou  friend  and  guardian  oftheju^t. 

3  May  we,  w  ith  most  sincere  delight, 
To  all,  tlie  test  of  duty  pay  ; 
Tender  ol  e\  'ry  social  riglit, 
Obedient  to  thy  righteous  sway. 

4  Suth  virtue  thou  w ilt  not  iorget, 

la  that  blest  world,  where  virtue  shares 
A  fit  reward  ;  though  not  of  debt. 
But  what  thy  boundless  grace  prepares. 

Reformed  LiUirgy. 

HYiMN  CXXI.       Short  Mvtre.  5 

Compassion  and  Forgncne^s. 

1  I  HEAR  the  voice  of  WO  ! 

1  liear  a  brother's  sigh  ! 
Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow, 
With  tears  of  lo\e,  muie  eye. 

2  I  hear  tlie  lliirst}'  cry  ! 

Tlie  hungry  beg  tor  bread  ! 
Then  let  my  spring  its  stream  supply, 
My  hand  its  lx)unty  shed. 

3  Tlie  debtor  humbly  sues, 

VViio  would,  but  cannot  pay  ; 
And  shall  1  lenity  refuse, 
Who  need  it  evxy  day  ? 


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HYMN  122. 


4  Shcill  not  my  wrath  relent, 

Touch'd  by  that  humble  strain, 
My  brother  cr>ing,  "  I  repent, 
"  Nor  will  offend  again  ?" 

5  If  not,  how  sliall  I  dare 

Appear  before  thy  face, 
Great  God  !  and  how  present  the  pray'r 
For  thy  forgiving  grace  ? 

6  They,  wlio  forgive,  shall  find 

Remission,  in  that  day, 
When  all  tlie  merciful  and  kind 
Thy  pity  shall  repay. 

7  But  all,  who  here  below 

Mercy  refuse  to  grant, 
Shall  judgment  without  mercy  know, 
W  hen  mercy  most  they  want. 

EXFIEID. 


HYMN  CXXU.     Common  Metre.  # 

Not  ashamed  of  the  Gospel. 

1  Vm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Or  to  defend  his  cause  ; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name, 

His  name  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne,  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
What  Tve  committed  to  his  hands, 
Till  tlie  decisive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  tacc ; 


HYMN  123,  124. 


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And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


Watts. 


HYMx\  CXXlll.     Short  Metre,     ^  or  \^ 
The  Love  of  Truth. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 

And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 
But  Christian  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  A  meek  inquiring  mind, 

Lord,  help  us  to  maintain  ; 
That  growing  knowledge  we  may  fmd, 
And  growing  virtue  gain. 

3  With  understanding  blest, 

Created  to  l)c  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest. 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Give  us  the  light  we  need. 

Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed. 
From  prejudice,  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart, 

May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

DODBRIDGE. 


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HYMN  CXXIV.     Common  Metre,         # 
A  Son^  of  Praise. 

I  Indulgent  Father,  how  divine, 
How  bright  thy  glories  are  ! 
Through  nature's  ample  round  they  shine 
Thy  goodness  to  declare. 


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HYMN  125. 


,j 


■  I 


2  But,  i  !  ;1k:  iiubicr  w'ork  of  grace, 

\  winning  mercy  smiles 

III  luy  (iivitic  Redeemer's  fl\ce, 

And  ev'ry  tciir  f^eguiles. 
Such  n-onders,  Lord,  while  I  survey, 

To  thee,  my  thanks  shdll  risi , 
When  morning  ushers  in  the  da.v, 

( )r  .  ^-'ning  \eils  the  skies. 
W  iil:ii  ghniniVing  hfc  resigns  Us  flaniu 

i;h\-  i)raise  shall  tune  my  breatli ; 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 

Shall  gild  the  shades  of  death. 
But  O,  how  blest  my  song  shall  rise, 

When  freed  irom  feeble  clay  ; 
And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  e} 

In  one  eternal  day  ! 
6  Not  seraplis,  who  resound  t]>y  name, 

Through  the  etherial  plains, 
Shall  glow  with  a  diviner  flame, 

Or  raise  sublimer  strains. 

SOWDEX. 


5 


HYMN  ( ;\\\.     Common  Metre.         # 
An  i'.vcninjir   Hymn. 

1  Indulgent  God,  whose  l)ounteous  can 

O'er  all  lliy  works  is  show  n, 
O  let  my  grateful  praise  and  pray  T 
Arise  Ijefore  thy  throne  ! 

2  \\1iat  mercies  has  this  day  bestow'd  I 

How  '       ly  hast  thou  blest  I 
^  '      up  A  ith  plenty  overflowed, 
\\  :th  cheerfulness  my  breast. 

3  Now  may  soft  slinii!>ers  close  my  eyes 

From  pain  and  sickness  free  : 


HYMN  126. 


97 


And  let  my  waking  thoughts  arise, 
1  o  meditate  on  thee. 

4  Thus  bless  each  future  day  and  night, 
Till  life's  vain  scene  is  o'er  ; 
And  then,  to  realms  of  end  less  light, 
O  let  my  spirit  soar  ! 

Liverpool  Collection. 


JIYMN  CXXVl.     Common  Metre.         5 
Looking  to  Him  whom  we  have  pierced. 

1  Infinite  grief!  amazing  wo  ! 

Behold  our  bleeding  Lord  ! 
Hell  and  tlie  Jews  conspir'd  his  death, 
And  us'd  the  Roman  sword. 

2  0,  the  shaqi  pangs  of  pain  and  grief, 

That  our  Redeemer  bore  ! 
When  scourging  w  hips  and  pointed  thorns 
His  sacred  body  tore  I 

3  But  scourging  w  hii)s  and  pointed  thorns 

In  \'ain  do  we  acciLse  ; 
In  vain  we  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  spiteful  Jews  : 

4  Our  sins,  alas  !  our  cruel  sins, 

His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  our  crimes  became  a  nail. 
And  unbelief  the  spear. 
>  Strike,  mighty  grace,  our  flinty  souk, 
1  ill  melting  waters  flow  ; 
And  deep  contrition  drown  our  eyes. 
In  undissembled  wo.  Watts. 

6  But  flowing  tears  cannot  suflfice, 
I  o  make  repentance  sure  ; 
1  hen  let  our  hearts  be  purify'd, 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure.  (Added ) 

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98 


HYMN  127,  128. 


HYMN  129. 


99 


HYMN  CXXVIL     Short  Metre,     *  or  b 
Baptism  by  Immersion. 

1  In  such  a  grave  as  this, 

The  meek  Redeemer  lay, 
When  he,  our  souls  to  seek  and  save, 
Learn'd  humbly  to  obey. 

2  See,  how  the  spotless  Lamb 

Descends  into  the  stream. 
And  teaches  us  to  imitate 
What  him  so  well  became  ! 

3  Let  sinners  \vash  away 

Their  sins  of  crimson  die  ; 
Buried  with  hinri,  their  vilest  sins 
Shall  in  oblivion  lie. 

4  Rise,  a'ld  ascend  with  him, 

A  hcav'nly  lite  to  lead  ; 
Who  came  to  ransom  guilty  men 
From  regions  of  the  dead. 

5  Lord,  see  the  sinner's  tears  ! 

Hear  his  repenting  cry  ! 
Speak,  and  his  contrite  heart  shall  live ; 
Speak,  and  his  sins  shall  die. 

6  Speak  with  that  mighty  voice. 

Which  shall  hereafter  spread      ^ 
Its  simimons  through  the  earth  and  sea, 
To  raise  the  sleeping  dead. 

Stenxet. 

HYMN    CXXVIII.      Common  Metre.     ^or\y 
God  our  Portion.    Psalm  iv  6,  7. 

1  In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 
For  true  substantial  good  ; 
Whilst  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 


2  Illusive  dreams  of  happiness 
Their  eager  thoughts  employ  ; 
They  wake,  convinc'd  their  boasted  bliss 
Was  visionary  joy. 

J  Not  all  the  good,  which  earth  bestows, 
Can  fill  the  craving  mind  ; 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

4  Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities  ! 

1  seek  some  solid  good  ; 

To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise, 

The  favour  of  my  God. 

5  To  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  aspires  i 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night ; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delight. 

6  Iinmortai  joy  thy  smiles  impart, 

Heav'n  dawns  in  ev'ry  ray ; 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  glad  my  heart, 
And  turn  my  night  to  day. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  CXXIX.     Common  Metre,     #  or  i. 
The  Covenant  of  Grace. 

1  In  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives, 

To  gather  empty  wind ; 
The  choicest  blessings  earth  can  yield 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind. 

2  But  God  can  ev'ry  want  supply, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  peace ; 
He  gives  by  covenant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 


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HYMN  130. 


3  Pardon  he  speaks  to  conirite  souls ; 

This  is  the  ioyfiil  sound, 
*'  Your  sins  shall  sink  beneadi  the  sea, 
*'  And  shall  no  more  be  found  : 

4  "  And  lest  pollution  should  overspread 

"  Yoi ir  inward  ik>wVs  again, 
"  Mv  Spiiit  shall  bedew  your  souls, 
"  Like  purifying  rain. 

5  "  Your  stony  hearts  Til  take  away, 

**  That  will  not  be  refin'd  ; 
"  And  put  within  you  tender  hearts, 
"  To  my  blest  will  inclined. 

6  "On  them  my  Spirit  shall  engrave 

"  The  precepts  of  my  law  ; 
"  And  by  the  gentle  cords  of  love 
**  Your  willing  souls  shall  draw." 

7  Lord,  we  receive  thy  pard'ning  grace, 

We  yield  to  thy  commands  ; 
Thou  art  our  God,  and  we  are  thine, 
In  everlasting  bands. 

Watts,  with  variation  and  addition. 


HYMN  13L 


101 


HYMN  CXXX.     Long  Metre.      #orb 
Christ  the  Way  lo  God. 

1  In  vain  would  boasting  reason  find 
The  way  to  happiness  and  God  ; 
Her  weak  directions  leave  the  mind 
Bewilder'd  in  a  doubtful  road. 

2  Jesus,  no  other  name  but  thine 
Is  giv'n  by  everlasting  love. 

To  lead  our  souls  to  joys  divine ; 
No  other  name  will  God  approve. 

3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart ; 
On  these,  my  fainting  spirit  lives ; 


Diviner  comforts  cheer  my  heart 
Than  all  the  pow'r  of  nature  gives. 

4  To  whom  but  thee  shall  mortals  go, 
To  find  the  true  and  living  way. 

That  leads  us  through  this  world  of  wo 
To  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day  ? 

5  Here  let  my  constant  feet  abide, 
Nor  from  the  heav'nly  way  depart ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  be  my  guide, 
Direct  my  steps,  and  rule  my  heart. 

6  In  thee,  my  great  almighty  Friend, 
My  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine ; 
On  thee  alone  my  hopes  depend, 
For  life,  eternal  life,  is  thine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CXXXI.     Long  Metre.  # 

The  Blessing  of  the  Gospel. 

1  In  various  forms,  to  saints  of  old, 
God  did  his  mind  and  will  unfold ; 
But  Christ,  commission'd  from  above, 
Hath  now  reveal'd  his  grace  and  love. 

2  We  read  the  volume  of  thy  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  true  record ; 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heav'n 

Is  by  this  sure  conveyance  giv'n. 

3  His  kindest  thoughts  are  here  exprest, 
Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest ; 
His  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 

Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  We  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
For  his  rich  grace  and  boundless  love ; 
Let  all  mankind  receive  his  word, 
And  ev'ry  nation  bless  the  Lord. 

Liferpool  Collection. 
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102 


HYMN  132,  133. 


HYMN  134. 


103 


HYMN  CXXXII.     Common  M£tre,        # 
Praise  for  Creation  and  Providence. 

1  I  SING  the  mighty  powV  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad. 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  Wisdom  tliat  ordain'd 

The  liun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
The  m{K)n  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stjrs  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  fiird  tiK'  earth  with  f(X)d  : 
He  form'd  the  creatures  by  his  word. 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

4  Lord,  how^  thy  wonders  are  displayed 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eje  ! 
If  I  survey  die  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There's  not  a  plant  orflow'r  below 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
The  clouds  ari^;e,  and  temiKsts  blow , 
By  order  from  thj-  tlirone. 

6  Creatures,  as  numVous  as  they  be. 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
.  Thea's  not  a  place  w here  we  can  fltc; 
But  God  is  present  there. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CXXXIH.      Common  Metre. 
Christ  precious  in  Life  and  Dealli. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  glorious  name ; 
'Tis  musick  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  heav'n  and  eartli  might  liear. 


2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  treasure  and  my  trust ; 
Jew  els  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  All  my  capacious  pow'rs  can  wish, 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear. 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart. 

And  sheds  its  fragrance  th<?re  ; 
The  richest  balm  of  all  its  w  ounds, 

The  cordial  of  its  care. 
f)  ril  s|>eak  the  honours  of  thy  name, 

With  my  last  lab'ring  breath  ; 
Then,  si)eechless,  give  my  soul  to  thee, 

Tlie  antidote  of  death. 

Doddridge. 

llViMN  CXXXIV.     Long  Metre.     4kor  b 
The  Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord. 

1  JKsus  is  gone  above  the  sky, 

W  here  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 

And  carnal  objects  court  our  eye 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  I le  knows  what  wandVing  liearts  wv  have, 
How  weak  our  faith  and  hope  might  prove  ; 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 

Tliis  kind  memorial  of  his  love. 
.  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread, 
W  ith  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood  ; 
We  on  the  rich  provision  feed. 
And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 

4  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot. 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 


(*i 


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104 


HYMN  135. 


HYMN  136,  137. 


105 


Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

5  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  ijrepare  our  souls  a  place, 
Tfiat  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light. 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CXXXV.     Common  Metre,     #ort) 
Relieving'  Christ  in  hia  Saints. 

1  Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 

Tliy  bounties,  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 
How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 
When  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 

3  But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below. 

Partakers  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 

4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheer'd ; 
And,  in  their  accents  of  distress. 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face,  with  revVerKxand  with  love, 

I  in  thy  poor  w  ould  see  ; 
Lord,  I  would  rather  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee. 

DoOSRfSCff, 


HYMN  CXXXVl,     Common  Metre.         * 
Redemption. 

1  Jesus,  th'  eternal  Son  of  God, 

Whom  heav'nly  povv'rs  obey. 
The  bosom  of  his  Father  left, 
And  enter'd  human  clay. 

2  Into  our  sinful  world  he  came, 

The  messenger  of  grace  ; 
And  on  the  cursed  tree  expir'd, 
A  victim  in  our  place. 

3  Transgressors  of  the  deepest  stain, 

In  him  salvation  find  ; 
His  blood  removes  the  foulest  guilt ; 
His  Spirit  heals  ihe  mind. 

4  Our  Jesus  saves  from  sin  and  death, 

His  promises  are  sure  ; 
And  on  this  Rock  our  souls  may  rest, 
Immoveably  secure. 

5  O  let  these  tidings  be  receiv'd 

With  universal  joy ! 
And  let  the  high  angelick  praise 
Our  tuneful  pow'rs  employ. 

6  Glory  to  God,  who  gave  his  Son, 

To  bear  our  shanie  and  pain  ; 
Hence  peace  on  earth,  and  grace  to  man, 
Through  all  succession  reign. 

Gibbons. 

■ '   '"  ■        "  ■  I  .1 1 1. 

HYMN  CXXXVII.     Long  Metre.         # 
The  Union  of  Christ  and  his  Church. 

I  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accc[}t  the  well  deserv'd  renown, 
iViid  v\  car  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 


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HYMN  138. 


2  Let  ev'ry  act  ot  homage  be 

Like  our  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
Like  the  blest  hour,  when  from  above 
We  first  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

3  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day, 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay  ; 
Let  not  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

4  May  evVy  minute,  its  it  flics, 
Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  joys  , 
Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name,  » 
,At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 

Watts. 

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HYMN  CXXXMIl.     Comfnon  Metre.     ^  or  b 
The  compassionate  Call  of  Christ.    Malt,  xxiii.  37,  3B 

1  Jesus,  the  friend  of  sinners,  calls, 

With  pity  in  his  eyes  ; 
And  warns  them  of  the  dangxous  foes 
That  all  around  them  rise  : 

2  **  Fly  to  the  refuge  of  my  arms, 

"  And  dwell  secure  from  fear  ; 
"  No  enemy  shall  pluck  you  hence, 
"  No  weapon  wound  you  here." 

3  With  anxious  heart,  the  parent  bird 

Thus  calls  her  off-spring  round  ; 
When  furious  vultures  beat  the  air. 
And  slaughter  stains  the  groinid: 

4  The  treml)ling  brood,  by  nature  taught, 

Fly  to  the  known  retreat ; 
Beneath  her  downy  wings  are  sate, 
And  fmd  the  shelter  sweet. 

5  Shall  mn,  alas  !  more  thoughtless  men, 

RefuhC  to  lend  an  ear  ? 


HYMN  139,  140. 


107 


Their  only  refuge  madly  shun, 
And  rather  die  than  hear  ? 

(i  No,  let  us  take  the  ofFer'd  grace, 
^  Lest  we  his  wrath  inflame  ; 
For  blest  are  they  who  put  their  trust 
In  his  almighty  name. 

Altered  from  Doddridge. 


HVMN  CXXXIX.     Cotnmon  Metre.       #  or  b 
Christ  the  Head  of  his  Church. 

1  Jesus,  we  sing  thy  matchless  grace. 

That  calls  such  worms  thy  own  ; 
Gives  us  among  thy  saints  a  place. 
And  brings  us  near  thy  throne. 

2  When  join'd  to  thee,  our  vital  head, 

^  Our  virtues  grow  and  tlirive  ; 
From  thee  divided,  each  is  dead, 
Though  it  may  seem  alive. 

3  Thy  saints  on  earth,  and  those  above,      , 

AH  join  in  sweet  accord  ; 
The  body  one,  in  mutual  love, 
And  thou  our  common  Lord. 

4  O  may  our  humble  fliith  receive 

Thy  Spirit  with  delight ! 
Then  time  and  death  in  vain  shall  strive 
The  bond  to  disunite. 

,____ Doddridge. 

HYMN  CXL.     Hallelujah  Metre.         # 
The  Offices  and  Names  of  Christ. 

I  Join  all  the  glorious  names 
Of  wisdom  and  of  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  ever  angels  bore  ; 


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HYMN  140. 


HYMN  141. 


109 


3 


All  are  too  mean        To  speak  his  worth, 
Or  set  Immanuel's    Glory  forth. 

2      Great  Prophet  of  our  God, 

Our  souls  would  bless  thy  name  ; 
By  thee,  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  : 
The  joyful  news     Of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  sulxlu'd,     And  peace  with  Heav'n. 

Jesus,  our  great  Hi ^^li- Priest^ 

Hath  shed  his  blood,  and  died  ; 

Our  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside. 
His  precious  blood      Did  once  atone, 
And  now  he  pleads     Before  the  throne. 

4  Our  great  almighty  Lord^ 
Our  Saviour  and  our  Kini^y 
Th\'  St  eptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace  we  sing. 

Thine  is  the  pow'r,        Behold  we  sit, 
Thy  willing  captives,     At  thy  feet. 

5  We  hear  our  Shepherd's  voice, 
His  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 
Our  wand'ring  souls  among 
Ten  thousands  of  his  sheep. 

He  feeds  his  flock,   He  knows  their  names  ; 
His  bosom  bears     The  tender  lambs. 

6  Should  the  proud  host  of  death, 
And  pow'rs  of  hell  unknou  n. 
Put  tlieir  most  dreadful  forms 
Of  rage  and  malice  on, 

We  shall  be  safe,      For  Christ  displays 
Superior  powV,        And  guardian  grace. 


HYMN  CXLI.     Common  Metre.     *  or  b 
Divine  Counsels. 

1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things, 

And  wait  your  Maker's  nod  ! 
,\1\-  soul  stands  trembling,  whilst  she  smgs 
The  honours  of  her  God. 

2  Life,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown^ 

Bang  on  his  firm  decree  ; 
He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne, 

Nor  borrows  leave  to  be. 
i  Before  his  throne,  a  volume  lies, 

With  all  the  fates  of  men  ; 
With  evVy  angel's  form  and  size. 

Drawn  l)y  th'  eternal  pen. 
1  flis  providence  unfolds  the  book, 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine  ; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ey'ry  stroke, 

FuHils  some  kind  design. 

3  Here  lie  exalts  neglected  worms 

To  sceptres  and  a  crown  ; 
And  then  the  foH'wing  page  he  turns, 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

fi  No  crciiture  ask-  the  reason  why. 
Nor  God  the  reason  gives ; 
No  fa\'rite  angel  dares  to  pry 
Between  the  folded  Icdves. 

7  My  God,  I  would  not  wish  !o  see 

\Iy  flite  with  curious  eyes^ ; 
Wiia't  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me. 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise  : 

8  In  thv  fair  book  of  life  and  grace, 

May  I  but  find  my  name, 

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110 


HYMN  142. 


Recorded,  in  some  humble  place, 
Beneath  my  Lord,  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  143. 


Ill 


Watts. 


HYMN  CXLIl.     Common  Metre.  (j 

The  Scriptures. 

1  Laden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 

I  come  to  thee,  my  Lord  ; 
For  not  a  ray  of  hope  appears 
But  in  thy  lioly  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Fatlicr's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage  ; 
There  I  behold  my  Saviour's  fact 
In  evVy  sacrcd  page. 

3  This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 

Then  blest  is  he  who  wisely  tries 

To  make  that  pearl  his  o\\  n. 

4  Here  living  water  gcntlv  floMs, 

To  wash  me  from  niy  sin  r 
Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  growb. 
Nor  danger  dwells  therein. 

5  This  is  thejudge  that  ends  the  strife, 

Where  sense  and  reason  fail ; 
M^^  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  May  thy  wise  counsels,  O  my  God, 

'I'hesc  roving  feet  command. 
Lest  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  CXLIII.       Common   Metre.       #  or  b 
In  a  Thunder  Storm. 

1  Let  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 

To  shelt'ring  caverns  fly, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
Which  thunders  through  the  sky : 

2  Protected  by  that  Hand,  whose  law 

The  threat'ning  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure," 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

A  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 
The  lightning's  horrid  glare. 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Pow'r 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  Through  nature's  ever  varying  scene. 

By  diif'rent  ways  pursu'd, 
The  one  eternal  end  of  Heav'n 
Is  universal  good  : 

5  With  like  beneficent  efteci, 

O'er  flaming  ether  glows. 
As  when  it  tunes  the  linnet's  voice, 
And  blushes  in  the  rose. 

6  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse. 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres. 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul  : 

7  Unmo\  \1,  ma^  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey. 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 

Of  everlasti!ig  i\i\y. 

Mrs.  Carter. 


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HYMN  144. 


HYMN  CXLIV.     Common  Metre.         # 
The  Gospel  Invitation. 

1  Let  ev'ty  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  evVy  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds, 
With  an  inviting  \  oice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  th'  inimortiil  mind— 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepar'd 

A  soul  reviving  feast ; 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste.  ^ 

4  Ho  !  ye  diat  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  streams  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  j 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

6  O  Lord,  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  deep,  uniathom'd  mines  ; 
Deep  as  our  helpless  mis'ries  are. 
And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

7  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
We  humbly  seek  that  rich  supply 
That  drives  our  wants  away. 

Watts. 


HYMN  145,  146. 


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HYMN  CXLV.     Long  Metre.      #  or  b 
True  Charity. 

1  Let  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
Tlicir  fervours  and  their  foith  proclaim ; 
If  charity  be  wanting  still, 

The  rest  is  but  a  sounding  name. 

2  Patient  and  meek,  she  suffers  long, 
And  slowly  her  resentments  rise ; 
Soon  she  forgets  the  greatest  wrong. 
And  soon  the  angry  passion  dies. 

'^  She  envies  none  their  better  state, 
But  makes  her  neighbour's  bliss  her  own ; 
Nor  vaunts  herself  with  mind  elate, 
But  still  a  modest  air  puts  on. 

4  Her  neighbour's  infamy  and  ill 

To  her  no  entertainment  give  ; 

She's  pleas'd  to  sec  him  prosper  still, 

And  still  in  good  repute  to  live. 
*)  This  is  the  grace  that  reip^ns  on  liigh. 

And  will  for  ever  bright!\'  burn, 

When  hope  shall  in  enjoyment  die. 

And  faith  to  intuition  turn. 

.    Smart. 


HYMN  CXLV  I.     Long  Alcire. 
The  Conquest  of  Michael  over  the  Dragon. 

^  r^P  mortal  tongues  attemi)t  to  sing 
The  wars  of  heav'n,  wlicii  Michael  stoorj, 
Appomted  by  di'  eternal  King, 
1  o  fight  die  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Against  the  dragon  and  his  host 
1  lie  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail ; 
In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boast, 
1  heir  courage  sinks,  their  weapons  fail. 

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HYMN  147. 


HYMN  148,  149. 


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3  Down  to  lilt  carta  \Vci:>  bauui  thrown, 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  icU  ; 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
And  shook  the  dreadlul  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkness  past, 
Christ  hath  assum'd  his  reigning  pow'r  ; 
Behold  the  great  accuser  cast 

Down  from  the  skies,  to  rise  no  more. 

5  'Twas  b\'  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  dragon  dow  n  ; 
'Twas  by  th\'  word  and  powerful  name, 
Thej^  gain'd  the  battle  and  renow  n. 

6  Rt^oice,  ye  heav'ns,  let  evVy  star 
Shine  w  ith  new  glories  round  the  sky  ; 
Saints,  while  ye  sing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raise  your  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high. 

Watts, 


HYMN  CXLVII.     Common  Metre.     ♦  or  b 
Frail  Bodies,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  Let  Others  boast  how^  strong  they  be, 

Nor  death  nor  danger  fear ; 
But  we'll  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Fresh  as  the  grass,  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  aw  ay. 

3  Our  flesh  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  tliousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame. 

The  God  who  made  ua  first ; 


Salvation  to  th'  almighty  Name, 
Tl  at  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 

5  Whilst  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

Watts. 

HYMN  CXLVIII.      Short  Metre,     ^  or  ^^ 
Catholicism. 

1  Let  partj^  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth. 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance. 
With  mutual  blessings  crow  n'd. 

3  Let  awy,  child  of  hell, 

Be  banish'd  far  aw^ay  ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwells 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow, 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

Beddome. 


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HiMN  CXLIX-     Common  Metre.     -4^  or  k 
Charity  greatei^  than  Faith  or  Hope. 

1  Let  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 
Their  faith  and  zeal  declare. 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
It  love  be  wanting  there. 


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HYMN  150. 


HYMN  151. 


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2  Lo\  e  suffers  long  with  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  nrovok'cl  in  haste  ; 

She  lets  the  present  inj'ry  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  past. 

3  Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 

She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  belie\  es,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  w  rong. 

4  She  iie'er  desires  nor  seeks  to  know 

The  scandals  of  the  tiine  ; 
Nor  looks  w  ith  [)ride  on  those  below, 
Nor  envies  those  who  climb. 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by, 

To  seek  her  neighl)our*s  good  ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die. 
And  siivc  us  by  his  l)Iood. 

6  Lo\e  is  the  grace  tliat  keeps  her  pow'r 

In  the  blest  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 
But  saints  for  ever  love. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CL.      Ccinmon  Metre.     '^  or  f^ 
Sincerity. 

1  Let  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name 
Their  promises  fulfil ; 
The  saints,  the  foU'wers  of  the  Lamb, 
Are  men  of  honour  still. 

1  True  to  tlie  solemn  oaths  they  take. 
Though  to  their  hurt  they  swear ; 
Constant  and  just  to  all  they  speak, 
For  God  and  angels  hear. 

3  Still  with  their  lips  their  hearts  agree. 
Nor  flatt'rins  words  devise ; 


They  know  the  God  of  truth  can  see 
Through  ev'ry  false  disguise. 

4  Tliey  hate  th'  appearance  of  a  lie, 

In  all  the  sha[xs  it  wears  ; 
And  God  has  proniis'd,  when  they  die, 
Eternal  life  is  theirs. 

5  Lo,  from  afar  the  Lord  descends, 

And  brings  the  judgment  down  ; 
He  bids  his  saints,  his  faithful  friends, 
Rise  and  possess  their  crown. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CLI.     Common  Metre.     ^  or  ^ 
The  Bread  of  Life.    John  vi.  49,  54. 

1  Let  us  adore  th'  Eternal  Word  ; 

'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed  ; 
Thou  art  our  living  stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  bread. 

2  The  manna  came  from  lower  skies  ; 

But  Jesus  from  above. 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise. 
And  rivers  flow  with  love. 

3  The  ancient  fathers  died  at  last, 

VV^ho  ate  that  heav'nly  bread  ; 
But  these  provisions,  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead. 

^  Blest  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  flesh 
To  nourish  dying  mqn  ; 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  fltint  again. 

')  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heav'nly  breath, 
While  Jesus  finds  supplies  ; 
Nor  shall  oiir  graces  sink  to  death, 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 


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HYMN  152. 


6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
But  Christ  our  life  shall  come ; 
And  by  his  mighty  powV  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb, 


HYxMN  153,  154. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CLIf.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour, 

How  soon  the  vapour  flies  ! 

Man  is  a  tender  transient  flow  *r, 

That  in  the  blooming  dies. 

2  Death  spreads,  like  winter,  frozen  arms, 

And  beauty  smiles  no  more ; 
Where  now  are  fled  those  rising  charms 
Which  pleas'd  our  eyes  before  ? 

3  The  once  lov'd  form,  now  cold  and  dead. 

Each  mournful  tiiought  employs ; 
And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  wither'd  all  her  joys. 

4  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 

And  lo  I  stem  winter  flies ! 
And,  drest  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flow'ry  tribes  arise. 

5  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time. 

When  what  we  now^  deplore  ' 
Sliall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 

6  Then  cease,  fond  nature,  dry  thy  tears. 

Religion  points  on  liigh  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears, 
And  joys  that  never  die, 

Mrs.  Stieli. 


HOmCLlII.     Long  Metre. 


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Life  and  Death. 

1  Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
1  .le  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward  : 
And  xvlulst  the  lamp  holds  out  to  bum 
rhc  vilest  sinner  may  return. 

'  ll''<^  's  t'^e  j?™"-  which  God  has  giv'n, 

'  '^'-  ^J-'y  o*  Srace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day 

'  tnil'ih^  know  that  they  must  die, 

« It  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie : 
heir  mem'ry.and  their  sense  are  gone. 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown.  ' 

4  Ih.  ir  hatred  and  their  love  are  lost ; 

1  heir  envy  buried  in  the  dust ; 

i!v'.  1? If;  "°  '''^'^e  in  all  that's  done 
»ntath  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 
'  i"";,'"'" ';'',P'""don  can  be  past 

W  MO  repentance  can  be  found, 

-V.r  laith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

'  '"'•  what  my  thougiits  design  to  do 
>  .  soul,  w.ih  all  thj-  might  pursue  • 
;   1'^ v.,  and^ike  the  promis'd  res     ' 

'i't-.\-,  ;,nd  be  for  ever  blest. 

JVatts. 

HYMNCLIV.     C^nm^iilii^^^^r^^ 
Conviction  of  Sin,  and  Relief  by  the  Gospel. 

I  Lor  D  how  secure  my  conscience  was 
And  felt  no  inward  dread !  ' 

Y^  1^^  without  the  law 
And  diought  my  sins  were  dead ' 


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HYMN  155. 


HYMN  156. 


2  My  hopi^s  of  hcav'n  were  firm  and  bright ; 

But  since  the  precept  came, 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  hght, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

3  My  guilt  appeared  but  small  before, 

Till,  terrified,  I  saw 
How  perfect,  holy,  just  and  pure 
Is  tliiiie  eternal  law. 

4  Then  lelt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 

My  sins  re\  *u  'd  agam  ; 
Ihadprovok\laholy  God, 
And  all  my  hopes  are  vam. 

5  Mv  God,  wiiat  powV  shall  I  invoke 

With  mv  last  labVing  breatli, 

To  rid  mc  of  this  wretched  yoke. 

These  bonds  of  sm  and  death 

• 

6  In  Jesus  I  behold  thy  face, 

Thv  mercv  there  I  see  ; 
Through  him  I  trust  thy  boimdiess  grace, 
To  set  the  prisoner  tree. 

Watts,  with  variation  and  arUlition. 

HYMN  CLV.     Commnii  Metre.  ^■ 

Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  service!  wyuld  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ;  ^ 

Win-  vv  as  this  fleeting  brcivth  renew  d 
But  to  renew  thy  pr.iise  ? 

2  Thv  own  almighty  pow'r  and  love 

I)id  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
Wh^n  life  was  hov'ring  o'er  the  grave, 
And  natutc  sunk  with  pain. 

3  Thou,  when  the  pains  of  death  were  felt. 

Didst  chase  the  fears  of  liell ; 


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And  teach  my  pale  and  quiv'ring  lips, 
J  hy  matchless  grace  to  tell. 

4  Into  thy  hands,  my  Saviour  God, 
I  did  my  soul  resign, 

In  firm  dependence  on  that  truth 
Which  made  salvation  mine. 

5  From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave, 
At  thy  command,  I  come  ; 

Nor  \vould  I  urge  a  speedier  flight 
lo  m>'  celestial  home. 

fi  \MKre  thou  shalt  settle  my  abode, 
1  here  would  1  choose  to  be  ; 
lor  in  thy  presence  death  is  life. 
And  earth  is  heav'n  with  thee. 

Doddridge. 

IIYiVIN  CLV  I.     Long  Metre.         ■*  or  (j 
Storm  and  Thunder. 

I  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  sea,  and  skies, 
All  nature  owns  thy  sovVeign  powV ; 
At  thy  command  the  tempests  rise, 
At  thy  command  the  thunders  roar. 

^  U'e  liear  with  trembling  and  affi-ight 
1  he  voice  of  heav'n,  tremendous  sound ! 
Keen  lightnings  pierce  the  shades  of  night, 
And  spread  their  horrors  all  around. 

'  U' hat  mortal  could  sustain  the  stroke, 
Should  wrath  divine  in  dreadful  storms, 
U  hich  our  repeated  crimes  provoke,  ' 
iJescend  to  crush  rebellious  w  orms  I 

I  ^  .^Jfse  dreadful  glories  of  thy  name 
\V  ith  terror  would  o'erwhelm  our  souls  ; 

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But  mercy  dawns  with  kinder  beam, 
And  guilt  and  rising  fear  controls. 

5  O  let  thy  mercy  on  my  heart, 

With  cheering,  healing  radiance  shine ! 

Bid  evYy  anxious  fear  depart, 

And  gently  whisper,  **  Thou  art  mine/' 

6  Then,  safe  beneath  thy  guardian  care, 
In  hope  serene  my  soul  shall  rest ; 
Nor  storms  nor  dangers  reach  me  there, 
In  thee,  my  God,  my  refuge,  blest. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  CLVII.       Long  Metre.      ^  or  i^ 
The  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  L  0  R  D  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house ; 
And  let  our  songs  and  worship  rise, 
Like  grateful  incense  to  the  skies. 

2  Tlilne  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  w  c  love ; 
But  there's  a  nobler  rest  alx>ve ; 

To  that  our  lab'ring  souls  aspire. 
With  ardent  pangs  of  strong  desire. 

1  No  more  tatigue,  no  more  distress. 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  mingle  with  the  songs. 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues. 

4  No  rude  alarms,  no  raging  foes, 
To  interrupt  the  long  repose  ; 

No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun. 
To  veil  the  bright  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long  expected  day,  begin  !    . 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  death  and  sin ; 


HYMN  158. 


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Fain  would  we  quit  this  weary  road. 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 

DODDRIOCS. 

HYMN  CLVIII.     Common  Metre.        # 
Divine  Goodness. 

1  Lord,  thou  art  good ;  all  nature  shows 

Thee  full  and  free  and  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows. 
Nor  can  it  be  confin'd. 

2  The  whole  in  ev'ry  part  proclaims 

Thy  infinite  good  will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams. 
And  bursts  from  ev'ry  hill. 

3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main,        ' 

And  heav'ns  which  spread  more  wide ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showVs  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  ev'ry  tide. 

4  Still  hath  it  been  diffus'd  and  free. 

Through  ages  past  and  gone ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be. 
But  still  keeps  flowmg  on. 

5  Through  the  whole  earth  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  all  its  parts ; 
Lord,  may  thy  goodness  draw  our  eyes. 
And  captivate  our  hearts. 

6  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 

And  kind  affections  move ; 
iMiiploy  our  tongues  in  hymns  of  praise, 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

Liverpool  Collection. 


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HYMN  159, 160. 


HYiMN  160. 


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HYMN  CLIX.     Short  Metre, 


-^  or  ^ 


The  Promise  to  Believers  and  tlieir  Children. 

1  Lord,  what  our  ears  have  heard, 

Our  eyes  delighted  trace  ; 
Th\''  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Sion's  chosen  race. 

2  Our  children  thou  dost  claim, 

And  mark  them  out  for  thine  ; 
Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  iianu 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee,  let  the  fathers  own, 

And  thee,  the  sons  adore  ; 
Join'd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 
I'o  be  forgot  no  more. 

4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep. 

And  bless  the  happy  bands, 
Which  closer  still  engage  their  hearts 
To  honour  thy  commands. 

5  How  great  thy  mercies.  Lord ! 

How  plenteous  is  thy  grace, 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race  ! 

6  Our  offspring,  still  thy  care, 

Shall  own  their  fathers  God, 
To  latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

Salisbury  Collect luti. 

^HYMN  CLX.     Common  Metre.  # 

Cieation  and  Providence. 

I  Lord,  when  my  raptur'd  thought  surveys 
Creation's  beauties  o'er, 


All  nature  joins  to  teach  thy  praise, 
And  bid  my  soul  adore. 

2  Where'er  I  turn  my  gazing  eyes, 

Tliy  radiant  footsteps  shine  ; 
Ten  thousand  pleasing  wonders  rise, 
And  speak  the  hand  divine. 

3  The  living  tribes  of  countless  forms 

^  In  earth,  and  sea,  and  air  ; 
The  meanest  flies,  the  smallest  worms, 
Almighty  pow'r  declare : 

i  All  rose  to  life  at  thy  command, 
And  wait  their  daily  food 
From  thy  paternal,  bounteous  hand, 
Exhaustless  Spring  of  good  ! 

J  The  meads^  array'd  in  Ixrauteous  green, 
With  wholesome  herbage  crown'd  ; 
The  fields  with  corn,  a  richer  scene, 
Spread  thy  full  bounties  round. 

6  The  fruitful  tree,  the  blooming  flow'r, 
^   In  varied  charms  appear  ; 

Their  varied  charms  display  thy  pow'r. 
Thy  goodness  all  declare. 

7  The  sun's  productive  quick'ning  beams 

The  growing  verdure  spread  ; 
Refreshing  rains  and  cooling  streams 
His  gentle  influence  aid. 

8  The  moon  and  stars  his  absent  light 

Reflect  with  borrow'd  rays  ; 
And  deck  the  sable  veil  of  night. 
And  speak  their  Maker's  praise. 

Mr&.  STEBZ.E. 

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126 


HYMN  161,  162. 


HYMN  163. 


127 


HYMN  CLXI      Long  Metre.     #  or  5 
Faith  ia  the  Redeemer's  Sacrifice. 

1  Lord,  when  my  thoughts  delighted  rove 
Amidst  the  wonders  of  thy  love, 

Glad  ho|)e  revives  my  drooping  heart, 
x\nd  bids  iiitruding  fear  depart. 

2  But  whilst  thy  sufi'riiigs  I  survey, 
And  faith  enjoys  a  heav'niy  ray, 
These  dear  memorials  of  thy  pain 
Present  anew  the  dreadful  scene. 

3  I  hear  thy  groans,  with  deep  surprise, 
And  vit'vv  thy  wounds  with  weeping  eyes ; 
Each  bleeding  wound,  each  dying  groan, 
With  anguish  fiil'd,  and  pains  unknown. 

4  For  mortal  crimes,  a  sacrifice, 
The  Lord  of  life,  the  Saviour  dies  ; 
What  love,  what  mercy,  how  divine  I 
And  can  I  call  the  Saviour  mine  ? 

5  Repenting  sorrow  fills  my  heart, 
But  mingling  joy  allays  the  smart ; 

0  may  my  future  life  declare 
The  sorrow  and  the  joy  sincere  ! 

6  Be  all  my  heart  and  all  my  davs 
Devoted  to  my  Saviour's  praise ; 
And  let  my  glad  obedience  prove 
How  much  I  owe,  how  much  I  love. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  CLXII.     Long  Metre.  # 

The  Gospel  Jubilee. 

1  Loud  let  the  tuneful  trumpet  sound, 
And  spread  the  joyful  tidings  round  ; 


Let  ev'ry  soul  with  transport  hear. 
And  hail  the  Lord's  accepted  year. 

2  Ye  debtors,  whom  he  gives  to  know, 
That  you  ten  thousand  talents  owe, 
When  humbled  at  his  feet  you  fall, 
Your  gracious  Lord  forgives  them  all. 

3  Slaves,  wlio  have  borne  the  heavy  chain 
Of  sin,  and  hell's  tyrannick  reign, 

To  liberty  assert  your  claim, 

And  plead  the  great  Redeemer's  name. 

4  Tlie  rich  inheritance  of  heav'n, 

Your  joy,  your  crown,  are  freely  giv'n  ; 
Fair  Salem  your  arrival  waits, 
AVith  golden  streets  and  pearly  gates. 

5  Her  blest  inhabitants  no  more 
Bondage  and  poverty  deplore ; 

No  debt  but  love  immensely  great,  ^ 
Whose  joy  still  rises  with  the  debt. 

G  0  happy  souls,  who  know  the  sound  ! 
God's  light  shall  all  their  steps  surround, 
And  shew  that  jubilee  begun, 
Which  through  eternal  years  shall  run. 

Doddridge. 


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HYMN  CLXIH.       Hallelujah  Metre.       # 
The  Triumph  of  Christ,  and  the  Power  of  his  Gospel 

Loud  to  the  Prince  of  heav'n 

Your  cheerful  voices  raise  ! 

To  him  your  vows  be  giv'n. 

And  fill  his  courts  v/ith  praise. 
♦Y"h  conscious  worth,    All  clad  in  arms, 
AH  bnght  m  cjharms,       He  sallies  forth. 


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HYMN  164. 


HYMN  164. 


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Gird  on  thy  conq'ring  sword, 

Ascend  thy  shining  car, 

And  march,  Ahnighty  Lord, 

To  wage  the  holy  wiir. 
Before  his  wheels,    In  glad  siiq^risc, 
Yc  valhes,  rise,        And  sink,  ye  liills 

Fair  truth  and  gentle  love, 
With  righteousness  and  peace, 
In  thy  retinue  move, 
Thy  conq  Ving  pow'r  to  grace. 
Thou  in  their  cause    Shalt  i)rc)spVous  vkl 
And  far  and  wide        Dispense  thy  lawh. 

Before  thy  mighty  sword, 

Millions  of  foes  shall  fall. 

The  captives  of  thy  word. 

That  w  oril  wliich  eoaqucrs  all. 
The  u  orld  shall  know,    Great  King  of  king^ 
What  w  ondrous  things  Thine  arm  can  do 

Here  to  my  willing  soul 

Bend  thy  triuni pliant  way ; 

Here  every  foe  control, 

And  all  th}  pow'r  display. 
Beneath  thy  sword,    Blest  Jesus,  see, 
Ibow  to  thee,  My  Prince  and  L'ji: 


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DoDDf? « iw. r,  varied. 


HYMN  CLX1\  .     Long  Metre. 
FoJly  cured  by  Affliction. 

Low  at  thy  gracious  feet  I  bend, 
My  God, 'my  everlasting  Friend — 
Permit  the  claim  ;  O  let  thine  ear 
My  humble  suit  bidulgent  hear ! 


2  Lord,  thou  hast  bid  me  seek  thy  face, 
And  ask  of  thee  thy  promised  grace  ; 

0  niay  thy  favour,  bliss  divine  ! 
With  fuller,  clearer  radiance  shine. 

3  But,  O  my  heart,  reflect  with  shame ; 
Can  I  prefer  so  bold  a  claim  ? 
Conscious  how  often  1  liave  stray'd, 
By  empty  vanities  betray'd. 

4  How  oft,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
FLve  trifles  call'd  my  thoughts  abroad  ! 
'f'lll  heav'nly  pity  saw  me  roam. 

And  bade  affliction  bring  me  home. 

5  And  when  the  snares  of  earth  were  broke, 
By  kind  aflliction's  needful  stroke, 
Have  not  I  own'd,  with  humble  praise, 

1  hat  just  and  right  are  all  his  ways  ? 

6  Yes,  gracious  God,  before  thy  throne, 
M>'  vileness  and  thy  love  I  own ; 

0  let  that  love,  widi  beams  divine, 

1  orgiving,  healing,  round  me  shine. 

7  Whene'er,  ungrateful  to  my  God, 
riiis  Iieedless  heart  requires  the  rod, 
Thy  arm  supporting  1  implore  ; 

1  he  hand  that  chastens  can  restore. 

8  0  may  the  kind  conviction  prove 
A  fruit  of  thy  paternal  love; 

u  can  me  from  earth,  from  sin  refine, 
And  make  my  heart  entirely  thine ! 

^  Mrs^  Stehe. 


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HYMN  165,  166. 


HYMN  167. 


131 


HYMN  CLXV.     Common  Metre.         ^ 
The  New  Jerusalem. 

1  Lo,  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

1  o  our  beiic\  ing  eyes  ; 
The  earth  and  seas  are  past  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skies  ! 

2  From  the  third  !K*a\  'n,  where  God  resides 

Thut  holy,  happy  plaee. 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down 
Adorn'd  with  shining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  sliout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing, 
"  Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  scat 
"  Of  your  descending  King  ! 

4  "  The  God  of  glory,  down  to  men 

*'  Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
"  Men  are  the  objects  of  his  love, 
"  And  he  their  gracious  God. 

5  "  His  tender  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

"  From  ev'ry  weeping  eye  ; 
"  And  pains  and  groans  and  griefs  and  fears. 
"  And  death  itself  shall  die." 

6  How  bright  the  vision  !  but  ho\v  long 

Shall  this  glad  hour  delay  ! 
Fly  swifter  round,  yc  w  ings  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CLXVl.     Common  Metre.  #orb 
A  Viving  anii  a  dead  Faith. 

I  Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heav'n. 
And  make  their  empty  boast 


Of  imvard  joys  and  sins  forgiv'n, 
Whilst  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  \'ain  are  our  fancies'  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 

None  but  a  living  pow'r  unites 

lo  Christ,  the  living  head. 

•"*  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart ; 
■  1  IS  laith  that  a\  orks  bv  love, 
1  hat  !)ids  all  sinful  joys  dep.;rt, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

i  'Tis  faith  that  conqu-rs  earth  and  hell, 
by  a  celestial  pow'r  ; 
This  IS  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hour. 

"^  Faith  must  ()!>.y  our  Father's  will, 
As  well  as  trust  his  p^race  ; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still, 
ror  his  own  holiness. 

'i  When  IVoni  the  curse  he  sets  us  fi-ee. 
He  makes  our  natures  clean  ; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
1  Ik:  minister  of  sin. 

7  His  Spirit  fills  our  hearts  with  love, 
And  seals  our  peace  with  Ciod  ;  ' 
With  cheerful  stt  ps  our  feet  shall  move 
Along  the  heav'nly  road. , 

,_  Watts,  varied. 

H\Mi\  CLXVII.     Long  Metre.     #  or  b 
The  r.xample  of  Christ. 

1  Mv  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
i  read  my  duty  in  tliy  word ; 


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HVMN  168. 


HYMN  169,  170. 


133 


But  in  thy  lill*  thy  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  piety  and  zeal, 
'rh\'  ckPrence  to  thy  Father's  will ; 
Thy  love  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcrilx'  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midniglit  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayV  ; 
'Flic  desert  tliy  temptations  knew , 
Thy  coniiict  and  thy  victVy  too. 

4  Be  thou  m>'  pattern,  make  me  hear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  llie  (birwcrs  of  the  Laml). 

W,-\T  IS. 


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HVMN   C[.XV11L     Lon'rAhirc.     ^  or  b 
Retirement  and  Mcilitaiion. 

1  My  God,  i>ermit  nic  not  to  be 
A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee  ; 
Amidst  ten  tlioiisand  thoughts  I  rove. 
Forgetful  of  my  higliest  lo\  e. 

2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  witii  caitli, 
And  thus  degratle  my  heay'nly  birth  ? 
Why  slioidd  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 
Thj'  sov'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence  , 
I  w  ould  olx?y  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 


..—..—■ -I—--— - ■— ■1.IIII- ■ ■■ , 

In  secret  silence  of  the  mind. 

My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

Watts. 


HYMN"  CL XIX.     Common  Metre,     '^ortx 
The  Everlasting  Covenant. 

1  My  God,  the  cov'nant  of  thy  love 

Abides  for  ever  sure  ; 
And  in  its  boundless  grace  I  feel 
M\'  happiness  secure. 

2  What  though  my  house  be  not  with  thee, 
^  As  iiature  could  desire  '? 

To  higher  joys  than  nature  gives, 

My  nobler  views  aspire. 
)  SitK  c  thou,  the  everlasting  God, 

My  Father  art  become  ; 
Jesus,  my  Guardian  and  my  Friend, 

And  heav'n  my  final  home  ; 
I  I  welcome  all  thy  sov'reign  will, 

ror  all  that  will  is  love  ; 
And  when  thy  providence  is  dark, 
^  ^  I  wait  thy  light  above. 

'  '^'c^  cov'nant  in  my  dying  hour 
bhall  dwell  upon  mv  tongue  ; 
And  when  I  wake,  shall  still  employ 
My  everlasting  song. 

Doddridge,  varied. 

HYiMN  CLXX.     Common  Metre,  ^ 

Gratitude  the  Spring  of  True  Religion. 

1  My  God,  what  silken  cords  are  thine  ! 
How  soit,  and  yet  how  strong  ! 
VVhilst  powY,  and  truth,  and  love  combine 
1  o  draw  our  souls  along. 

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HYMN  171. 


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2  When  criish'd  beneath  the  heavy  yoke 

Of  Satan  and  of  sin, 
Thy  hand  our  iron  bondage  broke, 
Our  grateful  hearts  to  win. 

3  The  guilt  of  twice  ten  thousand  sins 

Thy  mercy  takes  away  ; 
Thy  promise,  when  the  war  begins. 
Secures  the  crow  ning  day. 

4  Comfort  through  all  this  vale  of  tears 

In  rich  profusion  flows  ; 
The  glory  of  unnumber'd  years 
Eternity  bestows. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords,  we  onu'ard  ino\c, 

Till  round  thy  throne  we  meet ; 
And,  captives  in  tlie  chains  of  love, 
Fall  at  our  ConqYor's  feet, 

IIVMNCLXXl.     Long  Metre.     #  or  b 
Imploring  divine  Influences. 

1  My  God,  whene'er  my  longing  heart 
Its  grateful  tribute  would  impart ; 
In  vain  my  tongue  w  ith  feeble  aim 
Attempts  the  glories  of  thy  name. 

2  In  vain  my  boldest  thoughts  arise  ; 
I  sink  to  earth,  and  lose  the  skies  ; 
Yet  I  may  still  thy  grace  implore. 
And  low  in  dust  thy  name  adore. 

3  O  let  thy  grace  my  heart  inspire,  ^ 
And  raise  each  languid,  weak  desire — 
Thy  grace,  which  condescends  to  meet 
The  sinner  prostrate  at  thy  feet ! 


HYMN  172. 


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4  With  humble  lear  let  love  unite, 
And  mix  devotion  with  delight ; 
Thtn  shall  thy  name  be  all  my  joy, 
Thy  praise  my  constant,  blest  employ. 

5  Thy  name  inspires  the  harps  above 
With  harmony  and  praise  and  love  ; 

That  grace,  which  tunes  th'  immortal  strings, 
Looks  kindly  down  on  mortal  things. 

6  0  let  thy  grace  guide  ev'rj^  song. 

And  fill  my  heart,  and  tune  my  tongue ! 
The  n  shall  the  strains  harmonious  flow, 
And  hcav'nly  joy  begin  below. 

^ ^^^-  Steele. 

HYMNCLXXU.      Short  Metre.     #  or  b 
God  our  Creator  and  Benefactor. 

1  My  Maker  and  my  King ! 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe ; 
Thy  sovVeign  bounty  is  the  spring 
From  whence  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind  ! 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  ; 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 
More  praise  than  I  can  give. 

4  Lord,  what  can  I  impart 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart ; 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor ! 


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HYMN  173. 


5  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew. 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love, 

6  O  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strengdi  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  pow'rs  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine ! 

Mrs.SxtiLE. 

Ill— I    I  • — — ___ _ 

HYMN   CLXXlll.     Common  Metre,     ♦orh 
Repentance  and  Hope. 

1  My  Saviour,  when  my  thoughts  recal 

llic  wonders  of  thy  grace. 
Low  at  thy  feet  asham'd  I  fall. 
And  hide  my  guilty  face. 

2  Shall  love  like  thine  be  thus  repaid  ? 

Ah,  vile  ungrateful  heart ! 
B}'  t uTth's  unworthy  cares  betray'd. 
From  Jesus  to  depart ! 

3  From  Jesus,  who  alone  can  give 

True  pleasure,  peace  and  rest : 
When  absent  from  my  Lord,  I  live 
Unsatisfied,  unblest. 

4  But  he,  for  his  own  mercy's  sake. 

My  wand'ring  soul  restores ; 
He  bids  the  mourning  heart  partake 
The  pardon  it  implores. 

5  O  whilst  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  penitential  sigh. 
Confirm  the  kind,  the  pard'ning  word, 
Widi  pity  in  thine  eye. 


HYMN  174. 


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6  Then  shall  the  mourner,  at  thy  feet, 
Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face. 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet 
Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 

Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  CLXXIV.     Short  Metre,  b 

Confession  and  Pardon. 

1  My  sorrows,  like  a  flood 

Impatient  of  restraint, 
Into  thy  bosom,  O  my  God, 
Pour  out  a  long  complaint. 

2  How  often  have  I  stood 

A  rel>el  to  the  skies ! 
Yet^  O  die  patience  of  my  God ! 
1  hy  thunder  silent  lies. 

3  Now  by  a  pow'rful  glance. 

My  Saviour,  fi*om  thy  face, 
This  rebel  heart  no  more  withstands, 
But  yields  to  sovVeign  grace. 

4  1  see  the  Prince  of  Life 

Display  his  wounded  veins  ; 
I  see  the  fountain  open'd  wide, 
To  wi\sh  away  my  stains. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd, 

My  tears  his  pity  move  ; 
He  calls  me  his  adopted  child, 
The  object  of  his  love. 

6  Now  let  me  not  receive 

In  vain  this  heav'nly  grace ; 
But  let  it  be  a  fi-uitful  seed, 
Producing  holiness. 

Watts,  abbreviated  and  altered 
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138 


'HYMN  175,  176. 


HYMN  177. 


139 


HYMN  CLXXV.      Common  Metre,        ^ 
The  Christian  Race. 

1  My  soul,  awake,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigour  on  ; 
A  heav'nly  race  demands  thy  zeal. 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around,    - 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'Tis  God's  all  animating  voice. 

Which  calls  thee  from  on  higii ; 
'Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye : — 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths,  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

5  My  soul,  \vitli  sacred  iirdotu'  fir'd, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue, 
And  meet  with  joy  tlie  high  command, 
To  bid  this  earth  adieu. 

Doddridge 


HYBIN  CLXXVI.     Short  Metre. 
Prayer  in  Sickness. 

1  My  Sov'reign,  to  thy  throne, 
Witli  humble  hope,  I  press  ; 
O  bow  thine  ear,  to  hear  the  groan 
Of  indigent  distress ! 


2  Th'  eternal  Priest  appears 
Before  thee  with  his  blood ; 
Through  him  I  offer  these  my  tears, 
And  cast  my  care  on  God. 

J  My  life,  bow'd  down  with  pain, 
Mourns  its  decaying  bloom  ; 
Lord,  clothe  these  bones  with  flesh  again, 
And  spare  me  from  the  tomb. 

i  Without  one  murm'ring  word, 
Thy  chast'ning  I  receive  ; 
But  with  submission  ask,  O  Lord, 
A  merciful  reprieve. 

5  Distress'd  and  pain'd  as  now, 
Thy  aid  I  once  implor'd  ; 
Thy  pity  heard  my  earnest  vow, 
1  hy  pow'r  my  health  restor'd. 

()  My  supplicating  voice. 
Unwearied,  1  will  raise : 
Say  to  thy  servant's  soul,  "  Rejoice," 
And  fill  my  mouth  with  praise. 

^ SCOTI. 

HYMN  CLXXVII.     Common  Metre,       * 
Marriage. 

1  Mysterious  rite!  by  Heav'n  ordain'd 

1  his  sacred  truth  to  prove, 
1  he  bliss  which  mortals  here  enjoy, 
Must  flow  from  virtuous  love. 

2  Though  made  by  God's  almighty  hand. 

And  in  his  image  form'd ; 
^^.Aclam  knew  no  happiness, 
1  lU  love  his  bosom  warm'd. 


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HYMN  178. 


:>  Eden,  with  all  its  beauteous  groves, 
And  fruits  of  richest  taste, 
To  one  for  social  bliss  design'd 
Was  but  a  lonely  waste. 

4  But  when  his  lovely  bride  appear'd, 

In  native  graces  drest. 
The  latent  spark  burst  into  flame, 
.'\4id  lo\  e  mspir'd  his  breast. 

5  Wliat  wise  provision  hast  thou  made, 

Great  Parent  of  mankind, 
That  all  thine  offspring  rnay  enjoy 
The  bliss  for  them  design'd  ! 

6  Then  will  we  join  our  hearts  and  hands 

In  bonds  of  virtuous  love  ; 
And  whilst  we  li\  e  in  peace  below, 
Prepare  for  bliss  al)ove. 


HYMN  CLXXV  HI.     Common  Metre,      [ 
Submission  to  Providence. 

1  Na  k  e  d  as  froni  the  earth  we  came. 

And  rose  to  life  at  first,  ^ 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  call  our  own,  in  vain. 
Are  but  short  flivours,  borrow'd  now. 
To  be  repaid  again. 

3  'Tis  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  to  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  f 

Let  each  impatient  sigh 


HYMN  179, 


141 


Be  silent  at  his  sov'reign  will, 
And  evVy  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives. 
Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CLXXIX.     Common  Metre.        b 
Vain  Prosperity,  or  Forgetfulness  of  God. 

1  No,  I  shall  envy  them  no  more, 

Who  grow  profanely  great ; 
Though  they  increase  their  golden  store, 
And  shine  in  robes  of  state. 

2  They  taste  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 

Upon  this  earthly  clod  ; 
In  vain  they  search  the  creature  through 
Whilst  they  forget  their  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 

And  think  your  life  your  own  ; 
But  death  comes  hast'ning  on  to  you. 
To  cut  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  must  bow  your  stately  head, 

Away  your  spirit  flies  ; 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  skies. 

5  Go  now,  and  boast  of  all  your  stores, 

And  tell  how  bright  you  shine ; 
Your  heaps  of  glitt'ring  dust  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine. 

Watts, 


HYMN  180. 


HYMN  181. 


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HYMN  CLXXX.     Comvwn  Metre.        * 
The  Holiness  and  Happiness  of  Heaven. 

1  Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 

Nor  sense,  nor  reason  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  hath  prepared 
For  those  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  eome  ; 

The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  al)ovc  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peaee  ; 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  sec  or  taste  the  bliss. 

4  Not  the  malicious  or  profane, 

The  covetous  or  proud, 
Nor  thieves  nor  sland'rers  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

5  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin,  and  shame  ; 
None  shall  receive  admittance  there, 
But  foirwers  of  the  Lamb. 

6  If  we  are  vv ash'd  in  Jesus'  blood 

And  pardon'd  through  his  name  ; 
If  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  sanctified  our  frame ; 

7  We  ask  a  per.M.  vering  powV, 

To  keep  thy  just  commands ; 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  CLXXXI.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

Christians  the  Sons  of  God. 

1  Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
VVho  boast  the  honours  of  their  birth, 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim. 

As  those  who  bear  the  christian  name. 

2  'fo  them  tlie  privilege  is  giv'n, 

To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heav'n  ; 
Sons  of  the  God,  \\ho  reigns  on  high, 
And  lieirs  of  joys  beyond  the  sky. 

3  On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Fattier  pours  his  richest  grace  ; 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  \vrites  his  law  within  their  hearts. 

4  When  through  temptation  they  rebel. 
His  chast'ning  rod  he  makes  them  feel ; 
Then  \\  ith  a  Father's  tender  heart 

He  sooths  the  pain  and  heals  the  smait. 

)  'Hieir  daily  wants  his  hand  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye  ; 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

6  Have  I  the  honour.  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  numVous  family  ? 
On  me  thy  gracious  gift  bestow, 
To  call  my  God  my  Father  too. 

7  So  may  my  conduct  c\  er  prove 
iMy  filial  piety  and  love ; 

Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
f  heir  Father's  image  in  my  face. 

Stennet. 


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HYMN  182. 


HYMN  CLXXXll.     Long  Metre,     ^or^ 
Divine  Compassion  to  Sinners. 

1  Not  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  apjx^ar  ; 
No  \vea[Jons  in  his  hands  are  seen. 
No  flaming  sword  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well. 
He  sent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 

3  Let  sinners  hear  the  Saviour's  word, 
Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  , 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  affbrd, 

'  His  hands  a  thousand  blessings  give. 

4  '*  Come,  all  ye  weary  fainting  souls, 
Ye  heavy  laden  sinners,  come  ; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  lead  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

5  *'  Ye  shall  find  rest  that  learn  of  me, 
Vm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
But  passion  rages  like  the  sea. 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  w  ind. 

6  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
'*  My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  his  neck, 

My  grace  shall  make  thq  burden  light." 

7  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command. 
With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal, 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand,^ 

To  rule  and  guide  iis  at  thy  will. 

Watts. 


HYMN  183,  184. 


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HYMN  CLXXXHI.     Common  Metre,      if- 
Sinai  and  Sion. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  \vords  declare  his  will. 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

o  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light ! 
Behold  the  spirits  6f  the  just. 
Whose  faith  is  tuni'd  to  sight ! 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 
Whose  names  are  writ  in  heav'n  ! 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n- 

J  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
But  one  communion  make ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  gr;ice  partake. 

t)  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  wou  d  rest ; 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 


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ATTS. 


HYMN  CLXXXIV.     Common  Metre.      b 
On  the  Death  of  a  Minister. 

'  Now  let  our  drooping  hearts  revive, 
And  all  our  tears  be  dry : 

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HYMN  185. 


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nw  shoiikl  lliose  e.\ts  be  drown'd  in  grief, 

Which  \ie\v  a  Saviour  nigh ? 
2  What  thouRh  the  gloomy  tyrant  death 

Doth  God's  own  house  invade  ? 
What  thouKih  the  prophet  and  the  pnesl 

Be  nunil)cr'd  with  the  dead  ? 
^  Tliough  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchfal  eye  in  darkness  clos  d, 

And  mute  th'  instructive  tongue : 

4  TK  ctmial  Shepherd  still  survives, 

New  eonifort  to  impart ; 
His  hand  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 

5  **  1.0,  1  am  with  you,"  saith  tlie  Lord, 

"  My  church  shall  safe  aliide  ; 

"  For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 

"  Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 

6  Through  evVy  scene  of  life  and  death 

This  promise  is  our  trust ; 
And  this  shall  l:>e  our  children's  song 
When  we  are  laid  in  dust. 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  186. 


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HYMN  CLXXXV.     Common  Metre. 
The  Intercession  of  Christ. 

1  Now  let  our  humble  faith  l^ehold 

Our  great  High  Priest  above, 
And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympadietick  iDve : 

2  Exalted  to  his  Father's  throne, 

With  matchless  honours  crown'd ; 
And  Lord  of  all  th'  angelick  host, 
Who  wait  the  throne  around. 


3  The  names  of  all  the  saints  he  bears, 

Engraven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  saint  complain 
That  he  hath  lost  his  part. 

4  Those  characters  shall  firm  remain 

Oar  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems  and  monuments  and  crowns 
Arc  moulder'd  into  dust. 

DODDKIOGE. 


HYMN  CLXXXVL      Common  Metre.        « 
God's  Love  to  his  Church- 

1  Now  shall  my  inward  joys  arise 

Aiid  burst  into  a  song  : 
Almighty  love  inspires  my  heart, 
And  pleasures  tune  my  tongue. 

2  God,  on  his  thirsty  Sion  hill. 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
Aiicl  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  showV  salvation  down. 

3  Wliy  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears. 

Suspicions  and  complaints'? 
Is  he  a  God  !  and  shall  his  grace 
Grow  w^eary  of  his  saints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  mother  e'er  forget 

The  object  of  her  care  ? 
Among  a  thousand  tender  thoughts, 
Her  suckling  have  no  share  ? 

^  "  Vec,  (saith  the  Lord)  should  nature  change, 
'And  mothers  monsters  prove, 
'*  Sion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 
"  Of  everlasting  love. 


14a 


HYMN  187. 


HYMN  188,  189. 


149 


6  "  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
*'  I  have  engrav'd  her  name ; 
"  My  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  walls, 
"  And  build  her  broken  frame." 


Watts. 


HYMN  CLXXXVII.     Long  Metre.        # 
The  Glory  and  Grace  of  Christ. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  Name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  noblest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 
Proclaim  the  wise,  the  pow'rlul  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar. 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  thy  Son  a  glory  shines, 
Drawn  out  in  far  superior  lines  ; 
The  lustre  of  redeeming  grace 
Outshines  the  beams  of  nature's  face. 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  pure  celestial  theme, 
Our  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name ! 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

6  O  may  we  reach  that  glorious  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  him  face  to  face ; 
Where  all  his  saints,  from  death  restor'd, 
Shall  be  for  ever  with  the  Lord  ! 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  CLXXXVIII.     Long  Metre,        # 
Glory  to  Christ,  our  Priest  and  Kinj^. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
Tlie  wonders  of  his  dying  \o\q^ 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 

2  'Twas  he  who  clcans'd  us  from  our  sins. 
And  wash'd  us  in  his  precious  blood  ; 

lis  he  who  makes  us  [)riests  and  kings. 

And  brings  lis,  rebels,  near  to  God. 
\  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  eternal  Kinj^-, 

R"  universal  powi-  contess'd, 

And  evVy  tongue  his  glory  bing. 
t  Beliold,  on  flying  clouds  lie  comes  ! 

And  ev'ry  cjc sliall  sec  him  mo\'e  I 

Though  with  our  sins  we  piercVJ  him  once, 

1  lien  Jk-  displays  his  paid'ning  love. 
5  The  unl)elieviiig  Avorld  shall  wail, 

vV  hilst  we  rejoice  to  sec  the  day  ; 

Come,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  dela}'. 

Watts, 

I lYMN  CLXXXIX.     Lo»-  Mifrv  * 

Salvation  by  Grace. 

1  Now  to  the  powV  of  God  supreme 
Be  everlasting  honours  giv'n  ; 

He  saves  from  sin,  we  bless  his  name. 
And  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deserts, 
"lit  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 


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HYMN  190. 


HYMN  191. 


He  works  siilvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praise. 

3  'Twas  his  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  rescue  sinners  doom'd  to  die ; 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son, 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 

4  Jesus,  the  Lord,  appears  at  last. 

And  makes  his  Fallier's  counsels  known ; 
Declares  the  great  transactions  past, 
And  brings  immortal  blessings  down. 

5  He  dies,  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  powVs  of  hell  destroy  ; 
Rising,  he  brought  our  heav'n  to  light, 
And  took  possession  of  die  joy. 


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ATTS. 


HYMN  CXC.     Common  Metre,  i 

Divine  Goodness  in  Afflictions. 

1  Now  to  thy  heav'nly  Father's  praise, 

My  heart,  thy  tribute  bring ; 
That  goodness  which  prolongs  my  days, 
With  grateful  pleasure  sing. 

2  Whene'er  he  sends  afflicting  pains. 

His  mercy  holds  the  rod  ; 
His  pow'rful  word  the  heart  sustains. 
And  speaks  a  faithful  God. 

3  A  faithful  God  is  ever  nigh, 

When  humble  grief  implores ; 
His  ear  attends  each  plaintive  sigh. 
He  pities  and  restores. 

4  My  grateful  soul  would  humbly  bring 

Her  tribute  to  thy  throne  • 


Accept  the  wish,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  make  thy  goodness  known. 

5  O  be  the  life,  thy  hand  restores, 

Devoted  to  thy  praise  ! 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  pow'rs, 
To  thee,  my  future  days. 

6  Thy  soul-enliv'ning  grace  impart, 

A  warmer  love  inspire ; 
And  be  the  breathings  of  my  heart, 
Dependence  and  desire. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CXCl.         Common  Metre.      #  or  b 

Winter. 

1  Now  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round  : 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains. 
With  verdure  lately  crown'd ! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 

And  light  and  warmth  depart ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart : 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns. 

In  night's  dark  mantle  clad^ 
Confin'd  in  cold,  inactive  cliams, 
How  desolate  and  sad ! 

4  Ere  long  the  sun,  with  genial  ray, 

Shall  cheer  the  mourning  earth ; 
And  blooming  flow'rs,  and  verdure  gay. 
Renew  their  annual  birth. 

5  So,  if  my  soul's  bright  Sun  impart 

His  all-enliv'ning  smile, 


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HYMN  192. 


I 


The  vital  ray  sliall  cheer  my  heart, 
Till  tlien  a  frozen  soil. 

6  Then  faith  and  hope  and  love  shall  rise, 

Renevv'd  to  lively  bloom. 
And  breathe,  accepted  to  the  skies, 
Their  humble,  sweet  perfume. 

7  Great  Source  of  light !  thy  beams  dispkiy 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele 


HYMN  193. 


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HYMN  CXCII.       Common  Metre.        # 
Chaj'ity. 

1  O  CHARITY  1  thou  heavenly  gcace  ! 

All  tender,  soft  and  kind  ! 
A  friend  to  all  the  human  race. 
To  all  that's  good  incliu'd  ! 

2  The  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all  his  lib'ral  hand  ; 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends, 
His  pity  may  command. 

3  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress, 

He  hears  when  tliey  complain  ; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 
And  lessen  all  their  pain. 

4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind^ 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief. 
In  him  a  benefactor  find  ; 
He  loves  to  give  relief. 

5  'Tis  love  that  makes  religion  sweet, 

Tis  love  that  makes  ws  rise, 


With  willing  mind  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 

6  Then  let  us  all  in  love  abound, 
And  charity  pursue ; 
Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
And  love  as  angels  do. 

Proud. 


HYMN  CXCIIl.     Long  Metre,     ^or^ 
Longing  for  Heaven. 

1  0  COULD  I  soar  to  worlds  above, 
That  blessed  state  of  peace  and  love, 
How  gladly  would  I  mount  and  fly 
On  angels'  wings  to  joys  on  high  ! 

2  But  ah  !  still  longer  must  I  stay, 

Ere  darksome  night  is  changed  to  day ; 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Expos'd  to  trials,  pains  and  care. 

3  Well,  let  these  troubles  still  abound. 
Let  thorns  and  briars  fill  the  ground ; 
Let  stornris  and  tempests  dreadful  come, 
1  ill  I  arrive  at  heav'n,  my  home  i 

4  My  Father  know  s  what  road  is  best, 
And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  rest ; 
To  him  I  cheerful  give  my  all. 

Go  where  he  leads,  and  wait  his  call  : 

5  When  he  commands  my  soul  away, 
Not  kingdoms  then  shall  tempt  my  stay  ; 
With  rapture  I  shall  wake,  and  rise 

to  join  my  ft-iends  above  the  skies. 


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HYMN  194.  195. 


HYMN  196. 


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HYMN  CXCIV.     Common  Metre.        # 

The    universal   Extent    of    Christ's    Kingdom. 
Isaiah  ii.  2,  4. 

1  O'er  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God, 

In  latter  clays,  shall  rise 
Alx)ve  the  summits  of  the  hills, 
And  draw  tlie  vvondVing  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow  ; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 
And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 

3  The  beams  diat  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  evVy  land  ; 
The  King,  who  reigns  in  Salem's  tow'rs, 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife, 

Disturb  those  hapi)y  years  ; 
Toplough-shares  men  shall  beat  their  sword*^. 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts,  encount'ring  hosts. 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore ; 
They'll  lay  the  martial  trumpet  by, 
And  study  wiir  no  more. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 


HYMN  CXCV.        Common  Metre. 
Obedience  to  God  our  Father, 

1  O  God,  my  Father,  I  adore 
That  all  commanding  name ; 


#  orb 


It  ^\  ill  my  soul  to  life  restore, 
And  kindle  all  my  flame. 
I  Entire,  I  bow  at  thy  commands. 
My  filial  homage  pay ; 
Widi  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
rU  cheerfully  obey. 

3  ril  wilfully  no  more  trangress. 
As  I  too  oft  have  done  ; 
Eut  ev'ry  sinful  thought  suppress, 
Each  sinfnl  action  shun. 
1  Each  day  I  live,  I'll  seek  with  care. 
My  Father  well  to  please ; 
And  in  tliis  course  will  persevere, 
By  thine  assisting  grace. 
)  I'lius  will  I  my  relation  claim. 
And  call  myself  thy  son  ; 
And  whilst  I  bear  the  glorious  name, 
My  t  aUier's  rights  will  own. 

'  I  ^]j}}}  hut  thou  must  strength  impart, 
Ihis  promise  to  fulfil; 
Lord,  write  thy  law  upon  my  heart, 
1  liat  j  niay  do  thy  u  ill. 

lUMN  CXCVl.     Long  Metre.        ^  or  5 
Brotherly  Love. 

1  0  God,  our  Father  and  our  King, 
01  all  wc  have  or  hope,  the  spiing ; 
Send  down  thy  Spirit  from  al)ove. 
And  fill  our  hearts  with  holy  love. 

-  May  we  from  evVy  acf  abstain 
1  iiat  hurts,  or  gives  our  neighbour  pain. 
And  ev'ry  secret  wish  suppress 
1  hat  would  abridge  his  happiness. 


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HYMN  197. 


HYMN  198. 


157 


3  Still  may  we  find  our  hearts  inclia'd 
To  act  the  friend  to  all  mankind ; 
Still  seek  their  satety,  health  and  ease. 
Their  virtue  and  eternal  peace. 

4  With  pitv  may  our  breast  overflow. 
When  we  behold  a  wretch  in  wo ; 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part 
With  all  who  are  of  lieavy  heart. 

5  Let  love  in  all  our  conduct  shine. 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ; 
Thus  may  we  his  disciples  prove 
Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 

SaVisbtiry  Collection. 


HYMN  CXCVII.     Common  Metre. 

fB  BRUM- 
A  general  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 

That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  ador'd. 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud, 

To  thcc  the  powVs  on  high, 
Both  Cherubim  and  Seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry  : 

3  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heav'nly  hosts  obey  ! 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  lill'd 
Of  thy  majestick  sway. 

4  Th'  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crown'd  with  light. 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 


5  The  holy  Church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

6  Thy  honoured,  true,  and  only  Son, 

And  Holy  Ghost,  the  spring 
Of  never  ceasing  joy  ;  O  Christ, 
Of  glory  thou  art  King. 

Path  i  c  k  . 

HrMNCXCVIIl.     Long  Metre.  ♦ 

The  Glory  and  Safety  of  the  Church. 

1  0  HAPPY  Church,  celestial  bride, 
Thy  Husband  will  with  thcc  reside  ; 
With  matchless  glory  thou  shalt  shine, 
In  robes  of  honour  all  divine. 

2  Silver  and  gold  her  happy  dress, 

Truth,  meekness,  love  and  righteousness  ; 
Holy  without,  and  pure  within, 
Flic  from  the  guilt  of  reigning  sin. 

>  Her  laws  and  doctrines  just  and  right, 
litT  priests  the  ministers  of  light ; 
Her  order  from  the  courts  abo\'e, 
And  all  her  service  done  in  love. 

f  Her  discipline  is  from  the  word, 

Her  head  and  niler  is  the  Lord  ; 

Her  sons  and  daughters  all  agree, 

And  live  in  peace  and  charit}'. 
^  .^^'".jo^irney  is  the  holy  way 

vvhich  leads  to  everlasting  day  ; 

And  her  eternal  sure  reward, 

A  crown  of  glory  with  the  Lord. 

PfiOUP. 

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HYMN  199,  200. 


HYMN  CXCIX.     Common  Metre,  ^ 

The  Ways  of  Wisdoin. 

1  O  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 

Instruction's  faithful  voice ! 
And  wTio  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

2  Her  treasures  are  of  more  esteem 

Than  east  or  west  unfold ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  all  their  mines  of  gold. 

>  In  her  right  hand  sJic  holds  to  \  iew 
A  length  of  happy  days ; 
Riches,  with  splendid  honours  join'd, 
Her  left  hand  full  displays. 

4  Slie  guides  the  young  with  innocence 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  liead. 

5  According  as  her  labours  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

Scotch  Paraphrase 

HYMN  CC.     Common  Metre,      #  or  b 
Filial  Submission. 

1  O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health  and  comfort  to  thy  will. 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ? 


HYMN  201. 


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Or  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee. 

Who  never  hast  a  gift  w  ithheld. 

Nor  wilt  withhold,  from  me. 

COWPER. 

4  I  Avould  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise ; 
Let  ev'ry  anxious  thought  be  still. 
Nor  one  Hunt  murmur  rise. 

5  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene. 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

6  My  Father  !  O  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim. 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CCI.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

A  Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1  O.v  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

My  waking  thoughts  attend  ; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes. 
In  \vhom  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys ; 
And,  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
Her  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  ev'ning  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 


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HYMN  202, 


In  peace  and  safety,  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

4  My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  appraiching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep^ 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim  ; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praises  sing, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

6  At  mom,  at  noon,  at  night,  Pll  still 

The  growing  work  pursue  ; 
And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 
Eternal  praise  is  due. 

Liverpool  Collection. 


HYMN  ecu,     Cmnmon  Metre. 
Resignation,  or  Good  out  of  Evil. 

1  O  Resignation  !  heav'nly  PowV ! 

Our  warmest  thoughts  engage ; 
Thou  art  the  safest  guide  of  youth, 
The  sole  support  of  age. 

2  Teach  us  the  hand  of  love  divine 

In  evils  to  discern  ; 
'Tis  the  first  lesson  which  we  need, 
The  latest  which  we  learn. 

3  Is  resignation's  lesson  hard  ? 

On  trial  we  shall  find 
It  makes  us  give  up  nothing  more 
Than  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  Resign,  and  all  the  pain  of  life 

That  moment  we  remove  ; 


HYMN  203. 


161 


The  heavy  load  of  grief  and  care, 
Devolves  on  One  above. 

5  He  [)ids  us  lay  our  burthen  down 

On  his  almighty  hand  ; 
Supports  our  feeble  frame,  and  makes 
Our  weary  feet  to  stand. 

6  Wliat  though  we're  swallow'd  in  the  deep, 

And  billows  round  us  roar  ? 
Like  Jonah  thou  wilt  safely  keep, 
And  guide  us  to  the  shore. 

7  Thy  will  is  welcome,  let  it  wear 

Its  most  tremendous  form  ; 
Though  tempests  rise,  we  know  diat  thou 
Canst  save  us  from  the  storm. 

YouMC,  altered. 


HYMN  CCllI.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

Desire  of  Communion  with  God. 

1  O  Til  AT  I  knew  the  secret  place 

Where  I  might  find  my  God  ! 
Fd  spread  my  wants  before  his  face, 
And  pour  my  woes  abroad. 

2  Vd  tell  him  how  my  sins  arise ; 

What  sorrows  I  sustain  ; 
How  strength  decays,  and  comfort  dies, 
And  leaves  my  heart  in  pain. 

3  He  knows  what  arguments  I'd  take 

To  wrestle  with  my  God ; 
I'd  plead  for  his  owa  mercy's  sake, 
And  plead  my  Saviour's  blood. 

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162 


HYMN  204. 


HYMN  205. 


163 


I 


i  My  God  will  pity  my  complaints, 
And  heal  my  broken  bones ; 
He  knows  the  meaning  of  his  saints, 
The  language  of  their  groans. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  from  deep  distress, 
And  banish  ev'ry  fear ;    . 
He  calls  me  to  his  throne  of  grace, 
To  spread  my  sorrows  there. 

Watts. 

HYMN  CCIV.     Long  Metre.  5 

On  the  dangerous  Sickness  of  a  Minister. 

O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down  ; 
Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 

2  Tliou  only  ciinst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  gi\e  our  sorrowing  hearts  relief: 
In  merry  then  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  tuni  aside  thy  people's  pray  V. 

3  Avert  thy  desolating  stroke. 

Nor  smite  tlie  shepherd  of  the  flock  ; 
Restore  liim,  sinking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save 

4  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tender  ties, 
In  ev'ry  heart  his  image  lies ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 
Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

5  But  if  our  supplications  fail. 

And  pray'rs  and  tears  cannot  orevail. 
Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  nis  stay, 
Support  him  through  the  gloomy  way. 


6  Around  him  may  thy  angels  stand, 
Waiting  the  signal  of  thy  hand, 
To  bid  his  happy  spirit  rise, 
And  bear  him  to  their  native  skies. 


Rippon's  Collection. 


HYMN  CCV.     Common  Metre.     #  or  b 

The  Christian's  resolution,  founded  on  Jacob's  vow. 
Gen.  xxviii.  20. 

1  0  Thou,  by  whose  all  bounteous  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Who  through  life's  weary  pilgrimage 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led ; 

2  To  thee  our  humble  vow  we  raise, 

To  thee  address  our  pray  V ; 
And  in  thy  kind  and  faithful  hand 
Deposite  all  our  care. 

3  If  thou,  through  each  perplexing  path, 

Wilt  be  our  constant  guide ; 
If  thou  wilt  daily  food  supply. 
And  raiment  wilt  provide ; 

4  If  thou  wilt  spread  thy  shield  around. 

Till  all  our  wandVings  cease. 
And  at  our  Father's  safe  abode 
Our  souls  arrive  in  peace ; 

5  To  thee,  as  to  our  cov'nant  God, 

Ourselves  we  will  resign  ; 
And  count  that  all  on  earth  we  have, 
And  e'en  our  life  is  thine. 

DODDBIDOE 


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HYMN  206,  207. 


HYMN  208. 


HYMN  CCVI.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

The  contrite  Heart. 

1  O  Thou,  wliose  tender  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ! 

2  See  !  low  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 

A  wretched  wandVer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  lacc  ^ 
Hast  thou  not  said — Return  '^ 

3  And  shall  my  guilty  fears  prevail. 

To  drive  me  from  thy  feet  ? 
O  let  not  this  dear  refuge  faiL 
This  only  safe  retreat ! 

4  Absent  from  thee,  mjj  guide,  uu'  light. 

Without  one  cheering  ra\ , 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How^  desolate  my  way  ! 

5  O  shine  on  this  benighted  Iieart, 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ! 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impdi ; 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

6  Thy  presence  only  can  bestow 

Delights  w  hich  never  cloy  ; 
Be  this  my  comfort  here  below. 
And  my  eternal  joy. 

Mrs.  SxEEtr 


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HYMN  CCVII.     Long  Metre. 
The  Importance  of  Time. 

I  O  TIME,  how  few'  thy  value  weigh  ! 
How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 


*orb 


Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected  and  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares  or  empty  joys 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys ; 
\\  hilst  death  stands  watching  at  our  side. 
Eager  to  stop  the  living  tide. 

J  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  gave  you  liere  a  place  ? 
Was  it  for  this,  his  thought  design 'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind  ? 

4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion 'd  all  the  sons  of  time  ; 
l^ilgrinis  on  earth,  but  soon  to  be 
The  heirs  of  immortality. 

5  This  season  of  your  being,  know. 
Is  giv'n  to  you,  your  seeds  to  sow ; 
VV  isdom  and  folly's  diff'ring  grain 
In  future  worlds  is  bliss  and  pain. 

6  Then  let  me  ev'iy  day  review. 
Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through ; 
And  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 
Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past. 


Scott. 


HYMN  CCVlll     Common  Metre.     #  or  b 
Prudence. 

1  0  'tis  a  lovely  thing  to  see 

A  man  of  prudent  heart ! 
Whose  thoughts  and  lips  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

2  When  envy,  strife  and  wars  begin 

In  little  angry  souls, 


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HYMN  209. 


HYMN  210, 


167 


■1 


4\ 


Mcirk  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  llie  kindling  coals. 

3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild  and  meek, 

Nor  does  their  anger  rise  ; 
Nor  passion  moves  dieir  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  lives  are  prudence  mix'd  with  love ; 

Ciood  works  em[)loy  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  serpent  widi  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

5  Such  was  the  Savioui  of  mankind  ;     • 

Such  pleasures  he  pursu'd  ; 
His  manners  gentle  and  refin'd, 

His  soul  divinely  gocKl. 

» "  "        " 

IIYMNCCIX.     Long  Metre.  b 

Imporlunatc  Prayer.    ''  Ask,  and  ye  shall  receive." 
Malt.  vii.  7,  5tc. 

1  Our  Father,  thron'd  above  the  sky. 
To  thee,  our  empty  hands  we  spread  ; 
Thy  children  at  thy  tbotstoollie, 
And  ask  thy  blessings  on  their  head. 

2  Let  mercy  all  our  sins  dispel. 
As  clouds  before  the  solar  beam  ; 
Our  souls  from  bondage  and  from  hell 
To  liberty  and  life  redeem. 

3  With  cheerful  liope  and  filial  fear. 
In  that  august  and  precious  name, 
By  thci!  ordain  xl,  we  now  draw  near, 
And  would  the  promised  blessing  claim. 

4  Does  not  an  eartlily  parent  hear 
'The  cravings  ot  his  iamishM  son  ? 


Will  he  reject  the  filial  prayV, 

Or  mock  him  with  a  cake  of  stone  ? 

5  Our  hea\  'nly  Father,  how  much  more 
\V  ill  ihy  divine  compassion  rise ; 
And  open  thy  unbounded  store 
To  satisfy  thy  children's  cries  ? 

.  Yes,  we  \v  ill  ask,  and  seek,  and  press 
lor  gracious  audience  to  thy  seat ; 
Siill  lioping,  waiting  for  success, 
It  piTbe\  ering  to  entreat. 

7  For  Jesus  in  his  faithful  word 
Thr  patient  supplicant  has  blest ; 
And  .ill  thy  saints  with  one  accord 
The  prevalence  of  pray  r  attest. 

Scott. 


liVMNCCX.     Short  Metre. 
Cimimunlon  \uth  God  and  Christ. 


*  or  5 


1  Our  heav'niy  Father  calls. 
And  Christ  invites  us  near ; 
V\  ith  both,  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

-  God  pities  all  my  griefs, 
He  i)ardons  ev'ry  day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  w  ise  to  guide  my  way. 

^  How  large  his  bounties  are  ! 

What  various  stores  of  good, 
iJmus'd  from  my  Redeemer's  hand, 

And  purchas'd  \\  ith  his  blood ! 
t  Jesus,  my  Yivlmr  l^ead, 

1  bless  thy  faithful  care, 


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HYMN  211. 


HYMN  212. 


My  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  Fore-runner  there. 

5  Here  fix  my  roving  heart, 

Here  wait  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  l>e  complete, 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 


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DODDRID 


4 


HYMN  CCXI.     Hallelujah  Metre.        # 
Christ  seen  of  Angels. 

O  YE  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne. 

Join  with  our  feeble  song, 

And  make  the  Saviour  known  ; 
On  earth  ye  knew    His  w^ondrous  grace ; 
His  radiant  face        In  heav'n  ye  view. 

Ye  saw  the  heaven -born  Child 

In  human  flesh  array'd  ; 

How  innocent  and  mild. 

When  in  the  manger  laid  ! 
And  praise  to  God,     And  peace  on  earth, 
For  such  a  birth,        Proelaim'd  aloud. 

Ye  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoiPd, 

Well  known  in  evVy  dress. 

In  ev'ry  combat  foil'd ; 
Ye  join'd  to  crown    The  Victor's  he  ad, 
When  Satan  fled      Before  his  frown. 

Ye  kept  a  silent  guard 
Around  his  sleeping  head, 
Till  the  bright  morn  appeared. 
Which  wak'd  him  from  the  dead  : 
Then  roll'd  the  stone,    And  all  ador'd 
Your  rising  Lord,       With  joy  unknown. 


\V  hen  all  array'd  in  ligiit, 
1  he  shining  Conq'ror  rode, 

\  e  hail  d  his  raptVous  flight, 

Up  to  the  throne  of  God; 
And  uay  d  around        Your  ardent  wings 
And  tun'd  your  strings,  Of  noblest  sotmd. 

The  warbling  notes  pursue. 

And  louder  anthems  raise ; 

VV  hilst  mortals  sound  with  you 

1  heir  own  Redeemer's  praise. 
And  thou,  my  soul,        With  equal  flame 
His  praise  proclaim,        Whilst  ages  roT' 

nonpRTDGE,  altereti. 


lIVMNCCXil.     Lo„g  Metre.     #  or  fa 
Patience. 

1  I'a  I  iK.vcE    ()  Hh:,t  :i  ^racc  divine 

lut  leans  upon  Its  l-ather's  hand, 
Asthrougl.  the  uikl.s  of  life  we  rove. 

-  /5v  patience  «e  serenely  bear 
1  lie  troubles  of  our  mortal  stale  • 
And  jvait  contented  our  discharge, 
-^"i  think  our  glorj-  comes  too  late, 

'  .'ilioiigh  we  in  full  sensation  feel 
llic  Mcight,  the  wounds  our  God  ordains 
Ue  snnle  amidst  our  heaviest  woes,         ' 
AiKl  triumph  ,n  our  shaqx-st  pains.' 

'  0  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on. 

Ami  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast; 

vVereth  .k"'"''""*:-'  '"y-'Sf  is  o'er, 
^>  <-  reach  the  port  of  endless  rest ' 

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HYMN  213. 


170 

5  Faith  into  vision  shall  be  brought, 
Hope  shall  in  full  enjoyment  die  ; 
And  patience  in  possession  end 
In  the  bright  world  of  bliss  on  high. 


HYMN  214,  215. 


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Rippon's  Collection. 


HYMN   CCXllI.      Common   Metre.      ^  or  \i 
The  Peace  and  Consolation  of  a  Christian. 

1  Peace,  all  ye  sorrows  of  the  heart, 

And  evVy  tear  l)c  th-y  ; 
The  christian  ne'er  can  be  forlorn, 
Who  views  his  Saviour  nigh. 

2  '*  Ixt  not  your  sorrows  rise,"  he  says, 

'*  Nor  be  vour  souls  alraid  : 
"  Trust  in  your  GotFs  almighty  name, 
"  And  trust  your  Saviour's  aid. 

3  "  Fair  mansions  in  my  Father's  house 

"  For  all  his  children  Mait ; 
"  And  I,  your  elder  Brother,  go 
''  To  open  wide  the  gate. 

4  "  And  if  I  thither  go  before, 

"  A  dwelling  to  prepare, 
"  I  surelv  will  return  again, 
"  That  I  may  fix  you  there. 

5  "  United  in  eternal  love, 

"  My  people  shall  remain, 
"  And  with  rejoicing  heart  shall  share 
"  The  glories  of  my  reign." 

6  Thy  gracious  words,  O  Lord,  we  hear, 

And  cordial  joys  they  bring  ; 
Frail  nature  may  extort  a  groan, 
But  death  has  lost  its  stmg. 


J 


HYMNCCXIV.     Common  Metre.  ^ 

Submission  to  afflictive  Providence. 

1  Peace,  my  complaining,  doubting  heart. 
Ye  busy  cares,  be  still ; 

Adore  the  just,  the  s©v'reign  Lord, 
Nor  murmur  at  his  \\ill. 

2  Unerring  wisdom  guides  his  hand  ; 
Nor  dares  my  guilty  fear, 

Amidst  the  sharpest  pains  I  feel, 
Pronounce  his  hand  severe. 

1  o  soften  ev'ry  painful  stroke, 

Indulgent  mercy  Ix^nds ; 
And  unrepining  when  I  plead, 
His  gracious  ear  attends. 

4  Let  me  reflect  with  humble  awe. 

Whene'er  my  heart  complains ; 
^^['i^P^ir'd  with  what  my  sins  deserve. 
How  easy  are  my  pains ! 

5  GR;at  sovVeign  Lord,  I  oWn  thy  hand, 

1  hou  just  and  wise  and  kind  ; 
lie  ev'ry  anxious  thought  suppress'd, 
And  all  my  soul  resign'd. 

6  From  evil  thou  wilt  good  produce, 
,p.Ant^  light  from  darkness  raise  ; 

1  hus  thou  wilt  change  my  grief  to  joy. 
And  turn  my  tears  to  praise. 

Mrs.  Steele,  with  addition. 

HYMN  CCXV.      Common  Metre.  5 

The  Trials  of  Virtue. 

1  P^ac'd  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 
i^ue  s  op'ning  scene  survey'd ; 


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HYMN  215. 


HYMN  216. 


1  view'd  its  ills  of  various  kinds, 
Afflicted  and  afraid. 

2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  movVl 

That  virtue's  path  enclose  ; 
Mv  heart  the  wise  pursuit  approved  ; 
But  oh,  what  toils  oppose  ! 

3  For  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways 

Witli  doubtful  stci)  I  tread, 
A  hostile  w  orld  its  terrors  raise, 
Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

4  O  liow  sliall  I,  w  ith  heart  prepared, 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 
How  from  ilie  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienc'd  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  ; 
My  Maker's  will  has  plac'd  mc  here, 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  evVy  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraint  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
And  f  lithful  to  relieve. 

7  Tlien  why  thus  heavy,  O  my  soul? 

Say,  why,  distressful  still, 
Thy  thoughts  with  vain  impatience  roll 
O'er  scenes  of  future  ill "? 

8  Tho'  griefs  unnumber'd  dirong  thee  round. 

Still  in  thy  God  confide ; 
Whose  finger  marks  the  seas  their  bound, 
And  curbs  the  rolling  tide. 


H  YMN  CCX VI.     Severn  Metre. 
Praise  in  Prosperity  and  Adversity. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise. 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ; 
Bi)unteous  Source  of  ev'ry  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  songs  employ. 

2  For  the  blessings  of  the  field. 
For  the  stores  the  gardens  yield, 
For  the  vine's  exalted  juice, 
For  the  gen'rous  olive's  use ; 

3  Flocks  that  whiten  all  the  plain, 
Yellow  sheaves  of  ripen'd  grain, 
Clouds  that  drop  their  fatt'ning  dews. 
Suns  that  temp'rate  warmth  diffuse ; 

4  All  that  spring  with  bounteous  hand 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land : 

All  that  libVal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores ; 

5  These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source,  whence  all  our  blessings  flow  ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
bratelul  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

6  Vet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
^rom  Its  stem,  the  op'ning  ear ; 
Should  the  fig-tree's  blasted  shoot 

^  iJrop  Its  green  untimely  fruit ; 

"  \T*^°"!^  ^^  ^^"^  P^^  forth  no  more, 
jNor  the  olive  yield  her  store ; 

1  hough  the  sick'ning  flocks  should  fall, 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall ; 
8  Yet  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise ; 

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HYMN  217. 


HYMN  218,  219. 


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And,  when  ev'ry  blessing's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

Mrs.  Ba.rbaui.d 


HYMN  CCXVU.     Long  Metre.  # 

The  Old  and  New  Creation. 

1  Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
With  uncreated  glories  l)ri?lit ; 

His  presence  fills  the  world  above, 
Th'  eternal  Source  of  light  and  lo\e. 

2  This  rising  ciirth  his  eye  beheld, 
When  in  sul)stantial  darkness  \  cird  • 
The  shapeless  chaos,  nature's  womb. 
Lay  buried  in  eternal  gloom. 

3  *'  Let  diere  Ix;  light,"  Jelio\  ah  said, 

.  And  light  o*er  all  its  face  w  as  si)read  ; 
Tlie  world  array 'd  incliarnis  unknown 
With  all  its  iic\v-i)()rn  lustre  shone. 

4  He  sees  the  mind  ohscufd  within 
The  shades  of  ignorance  and  sin ; 
And  darts  from  heav'n  a  \  ital  ray, 
That  changes  darkness  into  day. 

5  Shine,  mighty  God,  with  vigour  sliiiiv 
On  this  betii'-^htcd  heart  of  mi'ic  ; 
And  let  thy  glories  stand  reveal'd 

As  in  the  Saviour's  faee  belield. 

6  My  soul,  reviv'd  by  hea\ ']n-l)orn  day, 
Thy  radiant  image  shall  display. 
Whilst  all  my  faculties  unite 

To  praise  the  Lord  who  gives  me  light. 

DODDKIDCI 


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1  i  V  MN  CCXVIII.     Shore  Metre. 
The  Grace  of  God  in  Christ. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

IV)  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  hath  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  Love 

hs  chief  Beloved  chose, 
iViKl  bade  him  raise  our  sinful  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

i  Mis  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow  ; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below  : 

4  But  mercy  fill'd  the  throne 

Ofthe  eternal  sky, 
\Vhen  Christ  was  sent  with  pardon  down, 
1  o  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love. 

And  take  the  oflfer'd  peace. 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call, 

\Ve  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  tlie  salvation  thou  hast  wrought, 
And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

. Watts. 


HYMN  CCXIX.     Common  Metre.    'Hf  or  \y 
For  a  New  Year. 

^  ^rv-"^!?^'  "*y  ^^"^'  *^  narrow  bounds 
yji  the  revolving  year ; 


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HYMN  220. 


HYMN  221. 


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How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 
How  short  the  months  appear ! 

2  So  fust,  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  advancing  year ; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 

Its  great  concern  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

Doddridge. 


H  YMN  CCXX.     Common  Metre. 
Salvation. 

1  Salvation  !  O  melodious  sound 

To  wretched  dying  men ! 
Salvation,  that  from  God  proceeds, 
And  leads  to  God  again ! 

2  Rescu'd  from  hell's  eternal  gloom, 

From  darkness,  fire  and  chains ; 
Rais'd  to  a  paradise  of  bliss. 
Where  love  with  glory  reigns ! 

3  But  O,  may  a  degen'rate  soul, 

Sinful  4nd  wciik  as  mine, 


Presume  to  raise  a  trembling  eye 
To  blessings  so  divine  ? 

4  The  lustre  of  so  bright  a  scene 

My  feeble  heart  o'erbears ; 
And  unbelief  almost  perverts 
The  promise  into  tears. 

5  My  Saviour  God,  no  voice  but  thine 

These  dying  liopes  can  raise  ; 
Speak  thy  salvation  to  my  soul. 
And  turn  my  tears  to  praise. 

6  My  Saviour  God,  this  broken  voice 

1  ransported  shall  proclaim  ; 

And  call  on  all  th'  angclick  harps, 

To  sound  thy  glorious  name, 

DODDRI  POE. 


HYMN  CCXXI.     Common  Metre.     •#•  or  K 
Christ's  Regard  to  little  Children. 

1  See,  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 
With  all  engaging  charms  ! 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  takes  them  in  his  arms  ! 

-  ''  T,^S^^^^  ^^^^  to  approach,  (he  cries,) 
^^     Nor  scorn  their  humble  name ; 

u  ^l^  ^?  ^^^^^  ^"^*^  ^^"*s  ^s  these, 
1  he  Lord  of  angels  came." 

>  \\'e  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts, 
And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Rejoic'd  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
1  hme  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Yc  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear ; 
Ye  children,  seek  his  face ; 


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HYMN  222. 


HYMN  223. 


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And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  l^ehind, 
Thy  guardian  care  we  trust ; 
'Tliat  thought  shall  Fieal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
When  wtt^-ping  oVr  their  dust. 

Doddridge 

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HYMN  CCXXIl.     Short  Mdre,  ^ 

Christ  the  Wisdom  of  God. 

1  Shall  Wisdonn  cr>^  aloud, 

And  not  her  speech  be  heard  ? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word. 
Deserves  it  no  regard. 

2  "  I  was  his  chief  delight, 

His  everlasting  Son, 
Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, 
Creation,  was  begun. 

3  Before  the  flying  clouds, 

Before  the  solid  land, 
Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods, 
I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  When  he  adorned  the  skies. 

And  built  them,  I  was  there. 
To  order  w  hen  die  sun  should  rise, 
And  marshal  ev'ry  star. 

5  When  he  pourVl  out  the  sea. 

And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 
I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree, 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep. 


6  Upon  the  empty  air 

The  earth  vv  as  balanced  well ; 


With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion  where 
The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  My  busy  thoughts  at  first 

On  their  salvation  ran  ; 
Ere  sin  appear'd,  or  Adam's  dust 
Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 

8  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 

Ye  children,  and  be  wise  ; 
Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
The  man  that  shuns  them,  dies." 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCXXIII.     Common  Metre,         # 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  "Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
"  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 
''  Salvation's  born  to-day. 

2  "  The  Son  of  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

"Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 
To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
'  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

^  "  '^  VT^^^^  "^^  purple  swaddling  bands, 
^^     Nor  royal  shining  things  ; 
A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
"  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 

•i  "  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Ii>fant  lies, 
A"^*  ^^  his  humble  throne ; 
u  ith  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 
Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son." 

J  Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 
1  he  heav'nly  armies  throng ; 


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HYMN  224. 


Li. 


They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 
And  thus  conclude  the  song : 

6  "  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  above, 

*'  Let  peace  surround  the  earth ; 
"  Mortals  shall  know  tlieir  Maker's  love, 
"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord,  shall  the  angels  have  their  songs, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues, 
When  they  forget  to  praise ! 

8  Glory  to  God,  who  reigns  abo\  e, 

Who  pitied  us  forlorn  ; 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 

Watts. 


HYMN  225. 


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flYMN  CCXXIV.     Long  Metre.  5 

Faith  in  God  in  a  Time  of  Distress.     Habakkuk  iii.  17, 13. 

1  Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
Jlxtend  her  desolating  reign  ; 

Nor  spring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
Nor  autumn  swell  the  rip'ning  grain  : 

2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  sheep 
Around  their  faraish'd  master  die  ; 
And  hope  itself  expiring  weep, 
Whilst  life  deplores  its  last  supply  : 

">  Amidst  the  dark,  the  deathful  seene, 
If  I  can  say,  The  Lord  is  mine, 
The  joy  shall  triumph  o'er  the  pain, 
And  glory  dawn,  though  life  deolinc 

i  The  God  of  my  salvation  lives. 
My  nobler  life  he  will  sustain ; 


His  word  ininiortal  vigour  gives, 
Nor  shall  my  hope  or  trust  be  vain. 

5  Thy  presence,  Lord,  can  cheer  my  heart, 
lioiigh  vv  hy  earthly  comfort  die  ; 

1  ny  lo)  e  can  bid  my  pain  depart 
And  raise  my  sacred  pleasures  high. 

6  0  k't  me  hear  thy  blissful  voice, 
Inspiring  life  and  joys  divine! 

1  lie  l)arren  desert  shall  rejoice  ; 
1  IS  paradise  if  thou  be  mine. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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HYMN  CCXXV.     Co,n,non  Metre.  ^ 

Christ  the  Supreme  Beauty.    Isaiah  xxxiii.  17. 

1  Should  nature \s  cliarms,  to  please  the  eye 
11  s\\eet  assemblage  join,  ' 

All  nature's  charms  would  droop  and  die 
Jesus,  compar'd  with  thine. 

-  ^verc  her  Hiiirst  beams  display 'd, 

-  i yd  vaiii  her  blooming  store ; 
llu;  jrightiiess  languislies  to  shade, 
licr  beauty  is  no  more. 

Biit  ah,  hovv  far  from  mortal  sight 

llK  l.ordofgl.: )ry  dwells  I 
-^  H1^  ^^  inteqiosing  night 

His  radiant  lace  conceals. 

'5  0  could  my  longing  spirit  rise 
Un  strong  immortal  wing, 

and  reach  thy  palaee  bi  the  skies, 
My  Saviour  and  my  King  ! 

^  ^  A^''S  ^^}^^^^^}^^  \vorship  ai  thy  feet, 
And  there,  (divine  employ  !) 

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HYMN  226. 


HYMN  227,  228. 


183 


i 


The  triumphs  of  thy  love  repeat, 
In  songs  of  endless  joy. 

6  Thy  presence  beams  eternal  day 
O'er  all  the  blissful  place  ; 
Who  would  not  drop  this  load  of  clay, 
And  die  to  see  thy  face  ? 

Mrs.  STEELE. 


HYMN  CCXXVl.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

Faith  in  God's  Names. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord  nho  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names  ; 
O  may  they  not  l)e  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known. 

5  The  great  Jehovah  be  ador\l, 
Hi'  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord  ; 
He  through  the  world  most  high  confess  d, 
By  whom  'twas  form'd,  and  is  possess  d. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  po\vVs,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abrali'm,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  bv  a  dearer  title  known, 
Father 'and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  evVy  age,  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayV ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  he  hath  sought  his  God  in  vam. 

5  What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare, 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear  ? 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name, 
The  same  his  powi*,  his  love  the  same. 

6  To  thee  our  souls  in  fliith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes  ; 


And  boldly  through  the  desert  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

Doddridge. 


HYMNCCXXVII.    Common  Metre,     ^orb 
The  Brazen  Serpent. 

1  So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raise 

The  brazen  serpent  higli ; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  ease, 
The  sick  foreborc  to  die.' 

2  ''  Look  upward  in  th'  expiring  hour, 

"  And  live,"  the  prophet  cries  ; 
But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

)  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung ; 
High  in  the  heav*ns  he  reigns ; 
Here  sinners,  by  the  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives  ; 
The  Jew  beholds  the  blessed  hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCXXV  111.     Long  Metre, 
On  the  Death  of  a  Child. 

1  So  fades  the  lovely  blooming  flow'r, 
rrail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ! 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  To  certain  trouble  we  are  born, 
Hope  to  rejoice,  but  sure  to  mourn  ; 


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HYMN  229. 


Ah,  wretched  eftbrt !  siid  relict ! 
To  plead  necessity  of  griei ! 

3  Is  there  no  kind,  no  lenient  art, 
To  heal  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
To  ease  the  hea\  y  load  of  care 
Which  nature  nuist,  but  dreads  to  bear''* 

4  Can  reason's  dictates  be  obey'd  *? 
Too  weiik,  alas !  her  strongest  aid  ; 
O  let  religion  then  be  nigh ! 

Her  consolations  never  die. 

5  Her  powVfnl  aid  supports  the  soul, 
And  nature  owns  her  kind  control ; 
Wliilst  she  unfolds  tlie  sacred  piigc, 
Our  fiercest  griefs  resign  their  rage. 

6  Then  gentle  patience  smiles  on  pain, 
And  d}  ing  hope  re\  ives  again  ; 
H()|)e  w  ii)es  tlie  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 

7  The  promise  guides  her  ardent  flight, 
And  joys,  unknown  to  sense,  invite, 
Those  l)lissful  regions  lo  explore, 
Where  pleasure  blooms,  to  fade  no  more. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  230. 


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HYI\IN  CCXXIX.     Long  Metre.     *  »r  h 
Holiness. 

1  So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
Tlie  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  oiu'  works  and  virtues  sliine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Tlius  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
.  The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God  : 


When  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  dcny'd, 
Passion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 
Whilst  justice,  tempVance,  truth  and  love. 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
Whilst  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  laith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCXXX.     Common  Metre,         ^ 
The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  Soon  shall  this  earthly  frame,  dissolv'd, 

hi  death  and  ruin  lie  ; 
But  better  mansions  wait  the  just, 
Prepared  above  the  sky. 

2  A  house  eternal,  built  by  God, 

Sliall  lodge  the  holy  mind, 
W'lien  once  the  prison  walls  are  broke 
In  ^\■hich  'tis  now  confin'd. 

3  Sijch  are  the  hopes  that  cheer  the  just, 

These  hopes  their  God  hath  giv'n ; 
His  Spirit  is  the  earnest  now, 
And  seals  their  souls  for  heav'n. 

4  What  faith  rejoices  to  believe, 

We  long  and  pant  to  see  ; 
We  would  l)e  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  witli  thee. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 
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HYMN  231,  232. 


HYMN  CCXXXI.     Common  Metre.     #  or  5 
Human  Misery  and  divine  Consolation. 

1  The  days  how  few,  how  short  the  year 

or  mai  rs  so  rapid  race  ! 
Each  leaving,  as  it  swiftly  flies, 
A  shorter  in  its  place. 

2  Tliey  whf)  the  longest  lease  enjo\', 

Have  told  us,  with  a  sigh, 
That  to  be  born,  seems  little  more 
Than  to  begin  to  die. 

3  Our  hearts  are  fasten'd  to  thi-  '">rld 

By  strong  i\nd  numVous  ti^^ , 
But  ev'ry  sorrow  cuts  a  string, 
And  urges  us  to  rise. 

4  \\1ien  Heav'n  would  kindly  setusiiw, 

And  earth's  encliantment  end  ; 
It  takes  the  most  effectual  way, 
And  robs  us  of  a  friend. 

5  If  we  presume  to  counteract 

A  sympathetick  God, 
Have  we  not  cause  to  lear  the  stroke 
Of  his  avenging  rod  ? 

6  If  we  resign,  our  patience  makes 

His  rod  a  gentle  wwnd  ; 
If  not,  it  darts  a  serpent's  sting, 
Like  that  in  Moses'  hand. 

Voi 


HYMN  233. 


187 


HYMN  CCXXXIl. 

Divine  Providence  towards  Man  and  Beast. 


Lr>n(r  .Metre, 


1  The  eartli  and  all  the  heav'nly  frame 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim ; 


Ik  sives  die  sun  his  genial  powV, 
And  sends  the  soft  refresliing  show'r. 

2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again. 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men  ; 

1 0  men,  who  li'om  tliy  bounteous  hand 
hccene  the  gifts  ofevVy  laixl. 

3  Nor  to  the  human  race  alone 

Is  thy  paternal  goodness  shown  ; 
'1  he  tribes  of  earth,  of  sea  and  uir, 
r^HKn-  tliy  universal  care. 

'  ^Sll  ^^n  the  sparrow  yields  its  breath 
i  illGod  permits  the  stroke  of  cleatii ; 
Ik  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call, 
I  he  fatlier  and  t!ie  friend  of  all. 

^  Tlw  care,  great  God,  sustains  them  all ; 
U  hen  urgVl  by  hunger's  powVful  call, 
iVxpcctant  of  the  known  supply, 
10  thee  they  lift  the  asking  eye. 

'  ^'0  thee,  in  ceaseless  strains,. my  tongue 
^haU  raise  the  morn  and  ev'ning  song  ; 

Y'^^'  '^ ''^?;is  '^rcath  inspires  my  frame, 
J 1'^      j.ulers  oi  thy  love  proclaim. 

Liverpool  CoHection. 

IIVMNCfXXXllI.     LougMc^c.     *  or  b 
Sinai  and  Sion. 

i  ( ii  1:  ( iod,  wlio  once  to  Israel  spoke 
{ rom  Smai's  top  in  fire  and  smoke, 
|n  gentler  strains  of  gospel  gi'acc 
invites  us  now  to  seek  his  face. 

-  He  wears  no  terrors  on  his  brow, 
"<^  iipeaks  m  love  from  Sion  now; 


I 


188 


HYMN  234. 


HYMN  235. 


189 


It  is  the  voice  of  Jesus'  blood 

That  calls  us^  wandVers,  back  to  God. 

3  God's  servant,  Moses,  quak'd  and  fear'd 
When  Sinai's  thund'ring  law  he  heard ; 

'  But  Gosi>el  grace,  with  accents  mild. 
Speaks  to  the  sinner  as  a  child. 

4  Hark  !  how  from  Calvar>^  it  sounds, 
From  the  Redeemer's  Ijlceding  wounds : 
•'  Pardon  and  grace  I  freely  give, 

•'  Then,  sinner,  look  to  me  and  live/' 

5  What  oilier  arguments  can  mo\  e 
The  heart  that  slights  a  Saviour's  lo\i 
O  may  that  heav'nly  pow'r  be  felt, 
And  cause  the  stony  heart  to  melt ! 

6  Else  how  shall  we  thy  presence  l)eai , 
\Vhcn  as  our  Judge  thou  shalt  appear , 
When  slighted  love  to  wrtth  sjuU  turn. 
And  the  whole  earth  like  Sinai  burn '? 

Newton. 


HYMX  CCXXXI\^     Common  Metre. 
Room  Ht  the  Gospel  Feast. 

1  The  King  of  heav'u  his  table  spreads, 

And  dainties  crown  the  lx)ard  ; 
Not  F  iradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delight  afford. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n  ; 
And  the  rich  l)lood  that  Jesus  shed, 
To  raise  the  soul  to  heav'n, 

3  Ye  hungry  poor,  who  lo!ig  have  stray'd 

In  siiVi  dark  mazes,  come ; 


Come  from  the  hedges  and  high  ways, 
And  grace  will  find  you  room. 
t  Thousands  of  souls  in  glory  now, 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 

And  thousands  more  still  on  the  way, 
Around  die  board  appear. 

5  Yet^  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  thousands  more  may  come  ; 
Nor  could  the  wide  assembling  world 
O'erfiU  the  spacious  room. 

6  All  things  are  ready  ;  enter  in, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame  ; 
Come,  take  your  places  at  the  feast, 
And  bless  the  I  ounder's  name. 


Doddridge. 


HYMN  CCXXXV.     Short  Metre.      *  or  b 
The  Law  and  Gospel. 

1  The  law  by  Moses  came, 
But  peace  and  truth  and  love 
Were  brought  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name. 
Descending  from  above. 

-  Amidst  the  house  of  God, 

Their  dift'rent  works  were  done  ; 
Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood  ; 
But  Christ  a  foidiful  Son. 

>  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid  ; 
O^er  all  his  Father's  house  he  stands 
1  he  sov'reign  and  the  head. 

^  Tk  man  who  durst  despise 
•  The  law  that  Moses  brought, 


* 


t 


190 


HYMN  236,  237. 


HYMN  237. 


191 


Behold  how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  presumptuous  fault ! 

5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 

Watts. 


HYMNCCXXXVl.     Common  Metre,    ^or^ 
The  New  Covenant. 

1  "  The  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

"  Shall  stand  for  e\-er  good," 
He  said  ;  and  ga\  e  his  soul  to  death, 
And  seal'd  tlie  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  new  covenant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name  ; 
I  seal  th'  engagment  to  the  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  Thy  light  and  strength  and  pard'ning  grace. 

And  glory  shall  be  mine  ; 
My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  flesh, 
And  all  my  pow  Vs  be  thine. 

4  Tluis  will  I  join  my  soul  to  God 

In  everlasting  Ixuuls ; 
And  tike  the  bies^^iiu^s  he  bestows, 
Willi  thankful  heart  and  hands. 

Wa  I  IS  and  Doddridge. 


HVMN   CCXXXVll.      Ijmg  Metre.         # 
The  Reward  of  faitliful  Servants.     Diiii   xii.  3. 

1  There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 
Resplendent  with  eternal  day ; 


Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
And  God's  o\\  n  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  'Hitre  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord  ' 
A\'ith  ne\  er  fading  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honour !  large  reward, 
( 'onferr'd  on  man  by  love  divine  ! 

3  How  happy  then  the  truly  wise, 
W  1k)  learn  and  keep  the  sacred  road  ! 
How  happy  they  whom  Heav'n  employs, 
To  turn  rebellious  men  to  God — 

4  To  w  in  them  from  the  fatal  way, 

\\  liere  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves ; 

Aid  that  blest  righteousness  display, 

\\  h.ch  Jesus  wrought,  and  God  approves  I 

.'»  Till'  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 
And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
||ut  tliise  shall  know  no  eliange  nor  shade, 
lor c\cr fair,  for  ever  bright. 

6  X(i  fancied  joy  beyond  the  sky. 
No  f;iir  delusion  is  revealed  ; 
1  is  God  that  speaks,  who  cannot  lie, 
Aiid  all  liis  word  must  be  fulfiird. 

"•  And  .sliall  not  these  cold  hearts  of  ours, 
Be  kindled  at  the  glorious  view  ? 
t'lim;,  Lord,  awake  our  active  pow'rs,' 
Our  li  el)lc,  dying  strength  renew. 

|8  On  wings  of  fliith  and  strong  desire 
0  may  our  spirits  dailv  rise  ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
in  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies  ! 

Mrs.  Steele. 


192 


HYMN  238,  239. 


HYMN  240. 


193 


HYMN  CCXXXV  HI.     Common  Metre,     jj^  or  ^ 
Death  and  Heaven. 

1  Til  E  R  E  is  a  house  not  made  by  hands, 

Eternal  and  on  high ;  ^ 
And  here  ni}'  spirit  w  aiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  flill ; 
Then,  oh,  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  hcav'nly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  l)y  his  almif^hty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fit  for  lieav'n  ; 
And,  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faitli  of  joys  to  come  ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  whilst  the  body  is  our  liorne, 
WeVe  absent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  tliy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see  ; 
We  would  we  absent  from  the  flesh, 
And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCXXXIX.     Common  Metre,      b 
The  Humiliation  of  Christ.    Isaiah  Uii. 

1  The  Saviour  comes !  no  outward  pomp 
Bespeaks  his  presence  nigh  ; 
No  earthly  beauties  in  him  shine, 
To  draw  the  carnal  eye. 


■2  1  air  as  a  blooming,  tender  HowV, 
Amidst  llic  desert  grows  ; 
So,  slighted  and  despis'd  by  man, 
Tlie  hca\''iily  Saviour  rose. 

)  TIk.n-  held  him  as  condcmn'd  by  Heav'n, 
An  outcast  from  his  God  ; 
\\  hilc  lor  their  sins  lie  groan'd  and  bled 
Bcncatli  hh  Father's  rod. 

^  With  sinners  in  the  dust  he  laj% 
'Hie  rich  a  grave  supply  xl ; ' 
unspotted  was  his  blameiess  life, 
Liistain'd  by  sin  lie  died. 

»  His  soul  rejoicing  shall  behold 

1  lie  purchase  of  his  pain; 
And  c  v'ry  sinner  by  him  sav'd 
Shall  bless  Messiah's  reign. 

'•  He  died  to  bear  the  guilt  of  men, 
1  hat  sm  might  be  forgiv'n  ; 
He  lues  to  bless  them,  and  defend. 
And  plead  their  cause  in  heav'n. 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 


HiMN  CCXL.       Common  Metre.       •#  or  5 
Tlie  Resurrection  of  the  Martyrs.     Rev.  vli. 

^     I"^s^  glorious  minds,  how  bright  they 
VV  lience  all  their  white  arra v  ?       [shine ! 
Wmr  came  they  to  the  happy  seats 
Oi  everlasting  day  ?" 

"  ^^?!^  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joj's, 
On  fiery  wheels  thev  rode ; 
And  strangely  \vash'ddieir  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  dymg  blood. 

37 


194 


HYMN  241. 


HYMN  242. 


195 


I 


3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 

And  bow  licfore  his  throne  ; 
Their  warl)liiig  harps  and  sacred  songs 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  foce 

Among  his  saints  reside  ; 
Wliile  the  rich  treasure  of  his  grace 
-  Sees  all  their  wants  supply'd. 

5  Tormenting  thirst  shall  leave  their  souls, 

And  hunger  flee  as  last ; 
The  fruit  of  lifc's  immortal  tire 
Shall  l)e  tlieir  sweet  repast. 

6  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  hea^^'nly  flock 

Where  living  fountains  rise  ; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  e\xs. 

Watts. 


HYMIV  CCXLl.     Long  Metre. 
The  Voice  of  Nature. 

1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  iill  the  blue  etherial  sky  ; 

And  spangled  heav^is,  a  sliining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

2  Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  da>'  to  day. 
Does  his  Creator's  pow'r  display. 
And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  pre\  ail, 
The  moc3n  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  list'ning  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth. 


1  Whilst  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  ail 
Move  round  the  dark  terrestrial  b.iil ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  souiid 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  : 

6  III  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice, 
For  e^  er  singiiig  as  they  shine. 
The  hand  thai  made  us  is  divine. 

Adbipon. 


L<.iig  Aietre. 


#  orfj 


HYMN  CCXLll. 

Remertibrance  of  Christ. 

1  "This  do  in  mcmVy  of  your  Friend." 
Such  was  the  Saviour's  last  reqm st, 
Wlio  all' the  [)aiigs  of  dejth  enclur'd, 
That  we  miglit  li\  c  for  ever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we '11  record  thy  matchless  love, 
Thou  dciirest,  tend'rest,  best  of  Friends ! 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 

Of  long  eternity  tnuiscends. 

3  'Tis  pleasure  more  than  eardi  can  give, 
'lliy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields. 

And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

4  But  oh  !  what  vast  transporting  joys 
Shall  fill  our  breasts,  our  tongues  inspire, 
When,  joined  with  the  celestial  train, 
Our  grateful  souls  thy  love  admire ! 

5  When  these  vile  bodies,  all  rcfin'd, 
Perfect  and  glorious  as  thy  own, 


1% 


HYMN -243,  244. 


fc' 


HYMN  245. 


Uiiv\c:iriecl  shall  our  minds  obey, 
Anri  ioin  in  v,or>;hin  iic.ir  thy  throne. 


197 


I 


HYMIV  CCXLIIL       Common  Metre.      *  or  5 
The  Testimony  of  a  good  Conscience. 

1  Though  frighttul  snares  beset  nie  round. 

And  threat'aing  billows  roll  ; 
Tlioui-h  scandal  and  reproach  abound. 
To  vex  my  weary  soul ; 

2  A  conscience  pure  can  testily 

My  heart  to  l)e  sincere  ; 
Presumption  and  liypocrisy 
All  liuteiul  still  ap[)ear. 

3  IVly  feet  h:\vp  kept  the  i)ath  divine, 

Thout,^h  sinners  did  entice  ; 
Nor  do  I  yet  from  thence  decline, 
To  tread  the  paths  of  vice. 

4  God's  word  1  treasure  up,  and  prize 

Beyond  all  earthly  j^^ood  ; 
Com'par*d  with  this,  I  may  despise 
My  necessary  food. 

5  Censorious  men,  who  d\vell  at  ease, 

May  f)roudly  on  me  tread  ; 
My  Sav  iour,  whom  I  seek  to  please, 
Aly  righteous  cause  will  plead. 

6  His  righteousness  I  shall  behold, 

When  light  springs  from  above  ; 
And,  tried,  I  shall  come  forth  as  gold, 
To  praise  his  wondrous  love. 

Wai.i.i.v. 

MYMI>i  CCXLIV.     Loiiir  Metre.         #  or  b 
Christ  the  Image  of  the  Invisible  God. 

1  Thou,  Lord,  by  mortal  eyes  unseen, 
And  by  thy  ofFspring  Iktc  unknown, 


To  manifest  thyself  to  men, 
Hast  set  thy  image  in  thy  Son. 

2  As  the  bright  sun's  meridian  blaze 

( Vcrwhclms  and  pains  our  feeble  sight, 
But  eliecrs  us  w  ith  his  softer  ravs 
\Vhcn  shining  with  reflected  light ; 

]  S* )  in  thy  Son,  thy  powV  divine, 
riiy  wisdom,  justice,  truth  and  love, 
\V\[h  mild  and  pleasing  lustre  shine, 
Kclk  ctcd  from  thy  throne  above. 

1  Though  hardenxl  Jews  deny'd  his  claim, 
\iul  turnVl  away  their  scornful  face  ; 
\  ( t  those  wlio  trusted  in  his  name, 
liilicld  in  him  thy  truth  and  grace. 

3  0  thou,  at  whose  almighty  word 

1  .iir  light  at  first  from  darkness  shone, 
(ii\c  us  to  know  our  glorious  Lord, 
And  see  the  Father  in  the  Son. 

1)  \\  I-.iist  we,  thine  image  there  display'd, 
\V'iih  love  and  admiration  view^, 
Form  us  in  likeness  to  our  Head, 
That  we  may  bear  thy  iniiige  too. 

Mason,  altered. 

J 1 Y  M  \   CC  X  L\  .     Coin. It  on  Metre.         (> 
God  our  Refuge  in  Trouble. 

1  Thou  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 

On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise. 
On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

2  To  th^e  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 

For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

37* 


198 


HYMN  246. 


Thy  promises  can  bring  relief 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

^  But  when  these  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 
1  fear  to  call  thee  mine  ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 
And  all  my  hopes  decline. 

4  Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Tlioii  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  rise  to  thee, 
Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 

5  Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face? 

And  shall  I  seek  in  vain  ? 
And  can  tlie  car  of  sovereign  grace 
Be  deal  w  lien  I  complain  ? 

6  Tliy  merc\'-seat  is  open  still, 

The  rc  shall  my  soul  retreat ; 
With  hum! )lc  hoi)e  attend  thee  still, 
And  wait  bt:neath  thy  feet. 

Mrs.    SlEELE. 

HYMN  CCXLVI.     Lontr  Metre.         h 


HYMN  247. 


199 


I 


^_^ 


Self-Kxamination. 

Vnou  vain  intruding  world,  depart ! 
No  more  allure  or  \'cx  my  lieart  ; 
Let  e\''ry  vanity  liegonc, 
I  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 

•2  Here  let  me  search  my  inmost  mind, 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 
The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore, 
And  call  my  words  and  actions  o'er. 

3  Reflect  how  soon  my  life  will  end, 
And  think  on  what  my  hopes  depend ; 
What  aim  my  busy  thoughts  pursue ; 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  do. 


4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand  ; 

And  shall  1  waste  the  ebbing  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing  day  ? 
And  throw  my  fleeting  time  away  ? 

5  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 

My  high  pursuit,  hiy  ardent  pray'r — 
An  int'rest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
A  pardon  seal'd,  and  peace  with  God. 

6  Search,  gracious  God,  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free. 

And  guide  me  safe  to  heav'n  and  thee. 


Mrs    Steele. 


IIVMX  CCXLVI  I.       Long  Metre.      #  or  ^ 
Seeking  Christ  the  Shepherd. 

1  Tnou,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
All  cartlilyjoys  and  earthly  love, 
IVll  me,  my  Shepherd,  let  me  know. 
Where  doth  thy  sweetest  pasture  grow  ? 

2  Wliere  is  the  shadow  of  that  Rock, 

\V  hich  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock  ? 
Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep. 
Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see, 
Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be ! 

A  w  ondrous  feast  thy  love  prepares,     [tears. 
Bought  by  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and 

4  His  sacred  flesh  he  makes  my  food. 
And  bids  me  drink  his  precious  blood ; 
Here  to  this  feast  my  soul  will  come. 
Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home. 

Watts- 


200 


HY^^V  248,04.0. 


HYMN  250. 


201 


HYMN  CCXLVHl.     Long  Metre.      *  or  b 
The  Vanity  of  Forms  without  Virtue. 

1  Tk*  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong, 
Tlie  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 

2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal, 
The  breaches  of  thy  preecpts  heal  ? 
Can  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  Thepure,  the  hum!)le,  contrite  mind, 
Thankful,  and  to  thy  w  ill  rcsiguVl, 
To  thee  a  nol)ler  ort''ring  yields, 

Than  Sheba's  groves,  or  Sharon's  fields  j 

4  Than  floods  of  oil,  or  costly  wine. 
Rolling  by  thousands  to  thy  shrine  ; 
Or  than  if  to  thine  altar  led, 

A  first-born  son  tlie  victim  l)led. 

5  "  Be  just  and  kind  and  humble  too, 
"  In  all  you  say,  in  all  you  do ; 

"  To  men,  your  charity  impart, 

"  And  love  your  God  with  all  your  heart." 

6  This  truth,  by  ancient  propliets  giv  'n, 

Was  by  diy  Son  confunrd  froni  lieav'n  ; 
And,  deep  engr.i\  'd,  this  trreat  connnand 
Doth  on  eternal  \n\\iv^  bij.rA. 

Reformed  Liitiiri,n. 

HYMN  CCXLIX.     Long  Metre.     #  or  b 
Love  to  God  and  Man. 

1  Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 
"  Let  all  thy  inward  pow Vs  unite 
"  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
"  With  sacred  fervour  and  delight. 


2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
"  Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 

*'  And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 
*'  Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke, 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfdl'd  by  love.- 

4  Hut  oh,  how  base  our  passions  are ! 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal ! 

1 -ord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  neVr  perform  thy  w  ill. 

, Watts. 

H\MN  CCL.         Long  Metre.  ^  or  [y 

God  dwelling  with  the  humble. 

1  Thus  saith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  I  sit  upon  my  lioly  throne  ; 

My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high, 
Dwell  in  my  ow^n  eternity. 

2  "But  I  descend  to  w  odds  below, 
On  earth  1  have  a  mansion  too ; 
Tht'  huml)le  spirit  and  contrite 

Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

)  "  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 
I  bid  the  mourning  sinner  live ; 
Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 

4  "When  I  contend  against  their  sin, 
I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been ; 
But  should  my  wrath  for  ever  smoke, 
1  heir  souls  would  sink  beneath  the  stroke." 


202 


flYMN  251. 


HYMN  252.  25'5. 


203 


5  O  may  thy  pardoning  grace  be  nigh, 
Lest  we  should  faint,  despair  and  die  ! 
Tluih  bhall  onr  better  thouglit".  approve 


The  methods  of  thy  chast'ning  love. 


Watts. 


HYMN  CCLl.      C&mmon  Metre.     #  or  b 
Characters  of  Christ.     Isa.  xlii.  1,  4. 

1  Thus  saith  the  Lord,  who  built  the  hcav'ib 

And  bade  the  planets  roll ; 
Who  peopled  all  ilie  climes  of  earth, 
And  form'd  the  human  soul ; 

2  " B'liokl  my  Servant,  sec  him  rise, 

I^xalted  in  my  might; 
Him  have  I  chosen,  and  in  him 
I  place  supreme  delight. 

3  "  Oil  him,  in  rich  eft\ision  pour'd, 

My  Spirit  sliall  descend  ; 
My  truth  and  judgment  he  shall  slvjw 
To  earth's  remotest  end 

4  "  Gentle  and  still  shall  he  his  voice, 

No  threats  from  him  proceed  ; 
The  smoking  flax  he  shall  not  quench, 
Nor  break  tlie  bruised  reed. 

5  "  The  feeble  spark  to  flame  heUl  raise, 

The  weak  will  not  despise  ; 
Judgment  lie  sliall  liring  forth  to  truth, 
And  make  the  fallen  rise. 

6  "  Tlie  progress  ofliis  zeal  and  pow'r 

Shall  never  know  decline. 
Till  foreign  lands  and  distant  isks 
Receive  the  law  divine." 

Scotch  Paraphrases. 


HV-M\   ((\Ai.     Coin/non  Mttre.     ■*- or  5 
Chililrtn  devoted  to  God. 

1  Thus  saitli  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

**  I'll  be  a  God  lo  thee, 
I'll  I)Iess  thy  nuinVous  race,  and  tlicy 
Shall  be  a  seed  ibr  me." 

2  Abrah'm  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  ga\e  his  sons  to  Ciocl ; 
But  w  atcr  seals  the  covenant  now, 
\V1iich  then  was  seafd  with  blood. 
J  Thus  Lydia's  house  was  sanctify'd, 
\V  hen  she  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Tlius  the  believin;^  jailer  gave 
His  houhchold  to  tlie  Lord. 
i  Thus  do  thy  saints,  O  faithful  God, 
^   Thine  ancient  truth  embrace  ; 
To  thee  their  infant  (){^^pring  bring. 
And  hinnbly  claim  the  grace. 

Watts. 


Long  Metre. 


HYMN  CCmi.     i^ong  jvietre.     -j^  or  t^ 
CIiHst's  Commission  to  preach  the  Gospel. 

1  Thus  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent 
lbs  luinisteis  to  preach  his  word  ; 
Tiicy  througii  the  w  orld  obedient  went, 
-iiid  spread  the  gospel  of  their  Lord. 
|-  ''Go  forth,  \'e  heralds,  in  my  name, 
Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive ; 
1  he  gospel  jubilee  proclaim, 
And  call  them  to  rei)en-  and  live. 
''  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart. 
And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies ; 
Bind  up  the  broken,  bleeding  heart, 
^nd  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes. 


HYMN  254. 


204  ^ 

4  ''  Be  wise  as  serpents  w Ikiv  you  go, 
But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove  ; 
And  let  \'our  heav'r.-laught  conduct  show 
That  youVc  conimlssioa'd  from  abo\  e. 

5  "  Freely  from  me  ye  liave  receiv'd, 
Frcelv  in  love  to  others  give  ; 

Thus  shall  vour  doctrines  be  belicv\l, 
And,  by  your  labours,  smners  In  e. 

6  *'  All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 
I  will  protect  you  and  defend  ; 
Wliilst  thus  von  follow  my  commands 
Fni  with  \'oii  till  the  world  shall  end.' 

7  Happv  those  ser\antsof  the  I^ord, 
\\lio\hus  their  Masters  will  ol)ey  ! 
How  rich,  how  full  is  llieir  leward, 
Reserved  until  the  fnial  day  ! 


HYMN  255. 


205 


HYMN  CCLIV.     Common  Metre.         # 
Divine  Goodness  to  Man. 

1  Thy  wisdom,  powT  and  goodness,  Lord, 

In  all  thy  Avorks  appear  ; 
But  man  thy  bounties  shall  record, 
For  thy  distinguisli'd  care. 

2  From  thee,  the  breath  of  life  we  drew, 

Tiiat  l)reath  tliy  pow'r  maintains  ; 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
Our  brittle  frame  sustains. 

3  Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  our  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possess'd  ; 
By  rL\ elation's  brighter  rays 
Still  more  divinely  blest. 

4  Thy  providence  our  constant  guard, 

Wlien  threat'ning  woes  impend, 


Will  either  threatening  dangers  w^ard, 
Or  timely  succours  lend. 
3  On  us  thy  providence  has  shone 
With  its  propitious  rays  ; 

0  let  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 

{')  All  bounteous  Lord,  thy  grace  impart ; 
O  teach  us  to  improve 
Thy  gifts  with  ever  grateful  heart, 
And  crou  n  them  with  thy  love ! 

^ Mrs.  Steele. 

I (YMN  CCLV.     Short  Metre.     *  or  b 
TIic  Voice  of  Wisdom. 

1  'Tis  Wisdom's  earnest  cry, 

^  ^'\V'isdoin,  the  ^oice  of  God, 
To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high, 
She  speaks  Iiis  will  abroad. 

2  Within  the  iiumaii  breast 

Her  strong  monitions  plead  ; 
She  thunders  her  -livine  protest, 
Against  th'  unrighteous  deed. 

3  Withiii  the  holy  i)lace. 

She  calls  with  open  arins  ; 
"  How  long,  ye  fools,  will  you  embraqe 
"  Folly's  deceiving  charms  ? 

■I  "  Tlie  race  of  men  I  love  ; 
*'  In  mercy  I  chastise ; 
"  Severely  faidiful,  I  reprove ; 
"  Hear,  mortals,  and  be  wise. 

My  doors  are  open  wide ; 
"  My  table  spread  within ; 
"  Come  then,  ye  simple,  turn  aside, 
"  And  leave  the  paths  of  sin. 

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206 


HYMN  256. 


6  "  My  joys,  uiisensual  taste, 

"  Come,  drink  of  wisdom's  wme  ; 
"  No  sorrow  poisons  my  repast, 
"  The  banquet  is  divine. 

7  "  My  ways  are  ways  of  peace, 

"  My  pleasures  never  cloy  ; 
"  The  bliss  I  give  will  never  cease, 
'*  But  lead  to  endless  joy." 

Scott,  varied. 


HYMN  CCLVl.       Short  Metre. 
Prcsening  Grace. 

1  To  God,  the  only  wise, 

Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 

Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel  and  his  care. 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

UnblemishM  and  complete. 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed^ 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 
Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God, 

Wisdom  and  pow'r  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
Aiid  everlasting  songs. 


HYMN  257,  258. 


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1 


Watts- 


HYMN  CCLVU.     Long  Metre,  ^ 

Divine  Preservation. 

To  heav'n  my  grateful  soul  ascends. 
On  God  alone  lor  help  depends ; 
His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard, 
His  grace  the  source  of  my  reward. 

2  The  spreading  skies  by  pow'r  divine, 
In  all  their  radiant  glories  shine  ;       ' 
t  roin  his  command,  the  solid  earth 
And  all  its  stores  dcriv'd  their  birdi. 

3  Inspected  by  his  piercing  eyes, 

Af^  ^x^^S'^r"/']?  ^"'^^^^^  ^y  s^"^  surprise; 
iVly  taithlul  Guardian  never  sleeps, 

My  trembling  feet  he  safely  keeps. 

4  Protected  by  his  powVful  arm, 
Should  dreadful  scenes  our  souls  alarm, 
Our  lives  are  siife ;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  us  still  from  ev'ry  snare. 

5  He  guides  our  feet,  directs  our  way. 
His  morning  smiles  enliven  day ; 
And  when  the  sun  withdraws  the  light 
His  presence  cheers  the  shades  of  night. 

Liverpool  Collection. 

■ —I"   "■  ■"      '  ■       -'"    '      ■— —         1,1  

IIYMN-CCLVIII.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

Communion  with  Christ. 

1  To  Jesus,  our  exalted  Lord, 

That  name,  in  heav'n  and  earth  ador'd, 
rain  would  our  hearts  and  voices  raise 
A  cheerful  song  of  sacred  praise. 

2  But  all  the  notes  which  mortals  know 
Are  weak,  and  languishing,  and  low ; 


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HYMN  259. 


HYMN  260. 


Fur,  far  abo\  c  our  humble  songs. 
The  theme  demands  immortal  tongues. 

3  Yet  whilst  around  his  board  we  meet, 
And  worship  at  his  sacred  feet, 

0  let  our  warm  affections  mo\ e, 
In  glad  returns  of  grateful  love  ! 

4  Yes,  Lord,  we  love  and  we  adore, 
But  long  to  know  and  love  thee  more  : 
And  whilst  we  taste  the  l)read  and  w  nie. 
Desire  to  ieed  on  joys  divine. 

5  Let  faith  our  ieeblc  senses  aixl. 

To  see  th\  w  ondrous  love  displayed  ; 
Thy  broken  flesh,  thy  bleeding  veins, 
Thy  dreadful  agonizing  pains. 

6  Let  humble  i>enitential  wo, 

With  painful,  pleasing  anguish  flow  ; 
And  thy  forgiving  love  impart 
Life,  hope  and  joy,  to  ev'ry  heart. 

Mrs.  Stiei.e. 

HYMN  CCLIX.     Long  Metre.  # 

The  Heavenly  Conqueror. 

1  To  Jesus,  our  victorious  Lord, 
The  praises  of  our  lues  l)elong  ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  ador'd, 

The  subject  ol  each  thanklul  song. 

2  Enslav'd  by  sin,  beset  by  foes, 
Undone  and  perishing,  \\  e  lay  ; 
His  pity  melted  o'er  our  woes. 
To  sa\'e  the  trembling,  dying  prey. 

3  He  fought,  he  conquered,  though  he  fell. 
Whilst  with  his  last  expiring  breath 


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He  triumph'd  o'er  the  powVs  of  hell, 
And,  by  his  dying,  vanquish'd  death. 

4  Now  on  his  Father's  throne  he  reigns, 
And  all  the  tuneful  choir  above 
Resound,  in  high  immortal  strains, 
The  praises  of  victorious  love. 

5  Though  still  surviving  foes  arise, 
Temptations,  sins  and  doubts  appear, 
And  pam  our  hearts,  and  fill  our  eyes, 
W  ith  many  a  groan,  and  many  a  tear ; 

6  Still  shall  we  fight,  and  still  prevail, 
In  our  almighty  Leader's  name ; 
His  strength,  whene'er  our  spirits  fail, 
bhall  all  our  acdve  pow'rs  inflame. 

7  Immortal  honours  wait  above 

To  crown  the  dying  ConqVor's  brow ; 
And  endless  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
t  or  the  short  war  sustiiin'd  below. 


Mrs    Steeli. 


HVMN  CCLX.         Long  Metre. 
The  Lord's  Supper. 

1  'Tw  AS  on  that  dark  and  doleful  night. 
When  powVs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
And  friends  betray'd  him  to  his  foes : 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake : 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin, 
neceive  and  cat  the  living  food ;" 

38^ 


HYMN  261. 


Then  took  the  cup,  and  blest  the  wine, 
'*  'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood." 

4  "  In  mem'r}'  of  your  dying  Lord, 
Do  this  (he  said)  till  time  shall  end  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Friend." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name ; 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Lam  I). 

Wvi-i  s, 

HYMN  CCLXl.     Common  Metre.       ^  m- (> 
The  New  Bin  I.. 

1  Vain  are  the  hojK's  tlic  sons  of  men 

On  their  own  works  ha\  c  built ; 
The  carnal  mind  is  all  iinclean, 
And  all  its  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouth. 

Without  a  lunrnVring  word  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law 

To  justifi  us  now  ; 
When,  to  convince  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Not  all  the  outw  ard  forms  on  eartli, 

Nor  rites  that  Moses  gave, 
Nor  will  of  men,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
The  guilty  race  can  save. 

5  God's  Spirit,  like  a  heav'nly  wind, 

Blows  on  the  sons  of  flesh ;  ' 


HYMN  262. 


211 


Changes  the  heart,  renews  the  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh. 

6  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake  and  rise 

lMX)m  tlie  long  sleep  of  death  ; 
1  o  heav'nly  things  we  turn  our  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

7  The  sins  and  follies  of  our  mind 

Are  crucitied  and  dead  ; 
Bv  holy  love  our  souls  are  join'd 
1  o  Christ  our  living  Head. 

A  Itered  from  Watts  . 


IIY.MNCCLXII.     Long  Metre.  b 

The  Grave  destroyed. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  iluthful  tomb, 
1  ake  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust ; 
And  give  these  sacred  rclicks  room 
1  o  slumlxr  m  thy  silent  dust. 

2  No  pain,  no  grief,  no  anxious  fear, 
hnade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
VV  hilst  angels  watch  its  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesns  slept ;  God's  dving  Son 

1  ass'd  through  the  gra^'e  and  Idlest  the  bed  ; 
1  hen  rest,  dear  saint,  tiU  from  his  throne 
1  he  mornmg  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  froin  his  throne,  illustrious  mom  ! 
Attend,  O  grave,  his  sovVeign  word  ! 
Kestore  thy  trust ;  the  glorious  form 
VViU  tlien  arise  to  meet  tlie  Lord. 

Watts. 


I      212 


HYMN  263,  264. 


HYMN  265. 


213 


HYMN  CCLXIU.     Short  Metre.  # 

The  Lord's    Day. 

1  Welcome,  thou  day  of  rest, 

That  saw  the  Lord  arise ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

2  The  King  himself  comes  near 

To  feast  his  saints  to-day ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here. 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  amidst  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  is  within. 
Is  better  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

in  such  a  frame  as  this. 
Till  it  is  call'd  to  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  CCLXIV.         Common  Metre,     # 
The  Victory  and  Dominion  of  Christ. 

1  We  sing  our  Saviour's  wondrous  death, 

FIc  conquer'd  when  he  fell ; 
"  'Tis  finished !"  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  "  'Tis  finished !"  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  mighty  work  is  done ; 
Hence  shall  his  sov'reign  throne  arise, 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  A  person  so  divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  slain. 


That  he  could  give  his  life  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 

1  His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 
For  glory  and  renown  ; 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd,  to  reach  the  crown. 

5  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side. 

Sits  our  victorious  Lord, 
His  saints  from  sinners  to  divide. 
To  punish  or  reward. 

6  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  above. 

And  ev  TV  tongue  shall  sing 
The  riches  of  eternal  love, 
The  conquest  of  our  King. 

Watts,  varied. 


HYMN  CCLXV.     Common  Metre.     ^  or  ly 
Resignation  in  Death. 

1  Whai  cannot  resignation  do  ? 

It  wonders  can  perform  ; 
.That  pow'rful  charm,  "Thy  will  be  done, 
Can  lay  the  loudest  storm. 

2  Haste,  then,  O  resignation,  haste  I 
^  'Tis  thine  to  reconcile 

The  mind  to  death  ;  at  thy  approach 
The  monster  A\ears  a  smile. 

3  What  sight  beneath  the  arch  of  heav'n 

Has  niost  of  heav'n  to  boast  ? 
The  dying  saint,  resign'd,  serene, 
And  giving  up  the  ghost. 

4  O  for  that  summit  of  my  wish. 

Whilst  yet  I  draw  my  breath. 
That  foretaste  of  eternal  life, 
A  glorious  smile  in  death ! 

Young. 


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HYMN  266,  267. 


HYMN  268. 


215 


HVMN  CCLXVl.        Common  Metre.       ♦ 
Gratitude  for  divine  Mercies.    Part  I. 

1  When  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  tlie  view,  Pm  lost 
In  wonder,  love  and  i)raisc. 

2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd, 

And  all  my  wants  redrcss'd, 
When  in  the  silent  womb  I  laj', 
Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 

3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Tliy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  tlioughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

4  Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd  ; 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flow'd. 

5  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  iirm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe. 
And  led  me  up  to  man. 

6  Through  hidden  dangers,  toils,  and  dcatli, 

It  gendy  clear 'd  my  way  ; 
And  through  the  pleasing  scenes  of  vice 
Where  thousands  go  astray. 

a\doison. 


HYMN  CCLXVII.       Com.non  Metre. 
Gratitude  for  divine  Nfercies.      Part  11. 

When  pale  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 
With  health  renevv'd  my  foce  ; 

And  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
Reviv'd  my  soul  w  ith  grace. 


2  Thy  bounteous  hand  with  worldly  good 
Has  made  my  cup  run  o'er ; 
And  in  a  kind  and  faithful  friend 
Has  doubled  all  my  store. 

^  ^l^  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 
My  daily  thanks  employ, 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

4  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds. 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

^  ^Vhen  nature  fliils,  and  day  and  night 
Divide  the  time  no  more, 
Mv  ever  grateful  heart,  O  Lord, 
1  hy  mercy  shall  adore. 

6  Through  all  eternity  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  I'll  raise; 
For  O,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 

Addison, 


HYMN  CCLXVni.     Common  Metre.       # 
The  Spring. 

1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray ; 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  ev'ry  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day ! 

2  Hark,  hew  the  feather'd  warblers  sing  ! 

'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice ; 
ooft  musick  hails  the  lovely  spring. 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 


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HYMN  269. 


HYMN  270. 


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3  How  kind  the  influeace  of  the  skies  ! 
The  show'rs,  with  blessings  iraught, 
Bid  verdure,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 
And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
i  Then  let  my  wond'ring  heart  confess, 
With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bannteous  hand  that  deigns  to  blcs^ 
The  garden,  field  and  gro\  e. 

5  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore. 

Bc3'ond  expression  kind. 
Hath*  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 
To  IjIcss  the  craving  mmd. 

6  O  (^(xl  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

'VUv  heav^ily  gifts  impart ! 
Then'shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring  blooming  in  my  heart. 

7  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  clm^ful  song, 
And  l()\c  and  gratitude  divme 
Attimc  my  joyful  tongue. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CCLXIX.       Common  Metre. ^ 
Strength  from  God. 

1  Whence  do  our  mournful  thoiights arise 

And  Where's  our  cour.ige  fled  ^ 
Has  restless  sin  and  hopeless  iear 
Struck  all  our  comtorts  dead  f 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almiglity  hand 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  sea  f 
Or  can  the  all-creating  arm 
Grow  weary,  or  decay  ? 

3  Treasures  of  everlasting  might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell ; 


He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow  'r  shall  iiide  and  die, 

And  youthful  vigour  cease  ; 
But  they  u  ho  wait  upon  tlie  Lord 
^   Shall  find  their  strength  increase. 

5  The  saints  shall  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 

rr,^^  l^^^^  ^^^^  promis'd  bliss  ; 
1  ill  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
AMicre  perlect  pleasure  is. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCLXX.        Com  mo  n  Metre. 
Victory  over  Death,  throug-Ii  Christ. 

1  When  death  appears  belbre  my  sight, 
In  all  his  dire  array, 
Uiie(jual  to  the  rjreadful  fight, 
My  couri^'^cdics  :i\vay. 
li  How  shall  I  meet  this  potent  foe, 
Wliosc  frow  n  my  soul  alarms  ? 
Diirk  liorror  bits  upon  his  brow, 
And  victVy  waits  his  arms. 
3  But  see  my  glorious  Leader  nigh  ! 
M}^  Lord,  my  Saviour  lives  ; 
Bvio^c  jiini  dcatli's  pale  terrors  fly, 
And  my  faint  heart  revives. 

1^  Jesus,  be  thou  my  sure  defence, 
My  guard  for  e\'er  near  ; 
My  faith  shall  triumph  o\  er  sense. 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

0  may  I  meet  the  final  hour 

With  fortitude  divine ! 
Siistain'd  by  thine  almighty  pow'r, 

The  conquest  must  be  mine. 

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HYMN  271. 


6  Lord,  I  commit  my  soul  to  thee. 

Accept  the  sacred  trust ; 
Receive  this  nobler  part  ot  me, 
And  watch  my  skepmg  dust : 

7  Till  that  illustrious  morning  come, 

When  all  thy  saints  shall  rise  ; 
And,  cloth'd  in  thine  immortal  bloom, 
Attend  thee  to  the  skies. 

8  O  let  mc  join  their  raptur'd  lays, 

And,  u'itli  the  blissful  throng,    ^ 
Resound  salvation,  pow'r  and  praise 
In  evv  rlasting  song  ! 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYxMN  272,  273. 


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HYMN'  CCLXXI.     Long  Metre.  ^ 

Christ  the  life  of  tlie  So'il. 

1  When  doubts  and  fears  prevailing  rise, 
And  fainting  hope  almost  expires, 
Jesus,  to  thee,  I  lift  mine  eyes,    ^ 

To  thee  I  breathe  my  strong  desires. 

2  Art  thou  not  mine,  my  liv  ing  Lord  ? 
And  can  mv  hope,  my  comtort  die, 
Fix'd  on  thine  everlasting  word, 

That  word  which  built  the  earth  and  sky  ^ 

3  If  mv  immortal  Saviour  lives, 
Then  my  immortal  hope  is  sure  ; 
His  word  a  firm  foundation  gives, 
Here  let  me  build  and  rest  secure. 

4  Hert  let  my  foith  unsliaken  dwell ; 
Immovable  the  promise  sUinds ; 
Not  all  the  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell 
Can  e'er  dissolve  the  sacred  bands. 

5  Here,  then,  my  soul,  thy  trust  repose  , 
IfJesusisfor  ever  mine, 


Not  death  itself,  the  last  of  foes, 

Shall  break  a  union  so  divine.  Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CCLXXII.     Common  Metre.       b 
Thirsting  after  God.     Isa    x!i.  IT. 

1  When,  fainting  in  the  sultry  wastr, 

And  parch'd  with  thirst  extreme, 
Thti  weary  pilgrim  longs  to  taste 
The  cool  refreshing  stream  ; 

2  Should,  sudden  to  his  hopeless  eye, 

A  crystal  spring  appear, 
Hmv  would  til'  enliv'ning,  swert  supply 
His  drooping  spirit  cheer  ! 

3  So  longs  the  weary  fainting  mind, 

Oppressed  witli  sins  and  woes, 
Some  soul-reviving  spring  to  find, 
Whence  heav'nly  comfort  flows. 

4  Thus  sweet  the  consolations  are 

The  promises  impart ; 
Here  flowing  streams  of  life  appear, 
To  ease  the  panting  heart. 

5  O  whQw  I  thirst  for  thee,  my  God, 

With  ardent,  strong  desire. 
And  still,  through  all  this  desert  road, 
To  taste  thy  grace,  aspire  ; 

6  Then,  let  niy  pray'r  to  tliee  ascend, 

A  grateful  sacrifice  ; 
My  plainti\'e  voice  tliou  ^vilt  attend. 
And  grant  me  full  supplies. 

^ Mrs.  Steele. 

HYMN  CCLXXII  I.     Common  Metre.     -Ht  or  ^ 
T!  c  Discipline  of  God's  Providence. 

1  When  I  review  the  crooked  ways, 
Through  which  my  feet  have  trod, 


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HYMN  274. 


I  find  incessant  cause  to  bless 
And  love  my  guardian  God. 

2  Through  all  the  labyrinth  of  life, 

My  folly  he  pursu'd ; 
My  wand'ring  neart  to  auick  return, 
How  tenderly  he  woo  cl ! 

3  I  rarely  planned,  but  cause  I  found 

My  plan's  defeat  to  bless  ; 
Oft  I  lamented  an  event, 

Which  turnVl  to  my  success. 

4  When  labVing  under  fancied  ill, 

My  spirits  to  sustain, 
He  kindly  cur'd  with  wholesome  draughts 
Of  unuflected  pain. 

5  Sometimes  he  brought  me  near  to  death, 

And,  pointing  to  the  grave, 
Made  terror  whisper  kind  advice, 
And  taught  the  tomb  to  save. 

6  To  raise  my  thoughts  beyond  where  worids 

As  spangles  o'er  us  shine  ; 
One  day  he  gave,  and  made  the  next 
My  souFs  delight  resign. 

7  From  what  seem'd  horror  and  despair. 

The  richest  harvest  rose ; 
And  gave  me  in  the  u  ill  divine, 
An  absolute  repose. 

Young. 

HYMN    CCLXXIV.     Long  Metre.         b 
Crucifixion  to  the  World  by  the  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  When  I  survey  die  wondrous  cross, 
On  which  the  Prince  of  Giory  died, 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 


HYMN  275. 


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2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
But  in  the  deadi  of  Christ,  my  God  ; 
All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet. 
Sorrow  and  lo\e  flow  mingled  down ; 
Did  e'er  such  lo\  e  and  sorrow  meet  ? 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree ; 
1  hen  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me. 

5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine. 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  di\ine. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

— _. Watts. 

HI  MN  CCLXXV.    Common  Metre,     #■  ©r"  h 
Trust  in  Cod's  Word. 

1  When  sin  and  sorrow,  fear  and  pain, 

My  trembling  heart  dismay. 
My  leeble  strength,  alas,  how  Viiin  ! 
It  sinks  and  dies  away. 

2  My  spirit  asks  a  firmer  prop, 

I  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
My  God,  the  pillar  of  my  hope 
Is  thy  unchanging  word. 

3  On  this  are  built  the  brightest  joys 

Celestial  beings  know ; 
And  'ds  the  same  almighty  voice 
Supports  the  saints  below. 

4  'Tis  this  upholds  the  rolling  sphere^, 

And  heav'n's  immortal  frame ; 


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HYMN  276. 


HYMN  277,  278. 


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Then  let  my  soul  suppress  her  fears, 
My  basis  is  the  same. 
5  Thy  sacred  word,  tliy  solemn  oath 
For  ever  must  remain  ; 
I  trust  in  everlasting  truth, 
Nor  shall  iny  trust  be  vitin. 

Mrs.  Steem. 


HYMN  CCLXXVI.     Common  Metre.     ^or\;^ 
Repentance  and  Pardon.     Isaiah    Iv. 

1  When  sinners  quit  their  wicked  Avays, 

Their  evil  thoughts  forego, 
The  God  to  whom  their  steps  return. 
Returning  grace  will  show. 

2  He  pardons  witli  overflowing  love  ; 

For,  hear  the  voice  divine  ; 
"  My  nature  is  not  like  to  yours, 
''  Nor  like  your  ways  are  mine. 

3  "  But  for  as  heav'n\s  resplendent  orbs 

"  Beyond  this  earth  extend  ; 
"  So  far  my  thoughts,  so  far  my  ways, 
*'  Your  thoughts  and  ways  transcend. 

4  **  Like  as  the  show'rs  from  heav'n  distil, 

*'  Nor  thither  rise  again, 
"  But  swell  the  earth  with  fruitful  juice, 
*'  And  all  its  tribes  sustain  ; 

5  "  So  not  a  word  that  flow  s  from  me 

*'  Shall  ineffectual  fall ; 
"  But  universal  nature  prove 
"  Obedient  to  my  call. 

6  "  Where  briers  grew  in  barren  w  ilds, 
"  Shall  firs  and  myrtles  spring ; 
And  nature  through  her  utmost  bounds 

"  Eternal  praises  sing." 

Scotch  Pwaphrasci- 


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HYMN  CCLXXV  11.      Long  Metre.     ^  or  b 
The  Influence  of  the  Divine  Spirit. 

1  \Vhen  tlie  blest  Comforter  is  nigh, 
'Tis  he  sustains  my  sinking  heart ; 
Else  would  my  hopes  for  e\xr  die, 
And  e\  'r}'  cheering  ray  depart. 

2  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 
Docs  not  liis  kind  and  welcome  voice 
The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  licart  rejoice  ? 

3  WheneYr  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires. 
Can  it  be  less  tlian  pow'r  divine 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires  ? 

4  What  les.s  than  thy  almight\-  word 
Can  raise  my  heart  from  earth  and  dust, 
And  bid  me  welcome  to  my  Lord, 
My  life,  my  treasure,  and  my  trust '? 

,)  And  when  my  li\  cly  hope  can  say 
I  love  my  God  and  taste  his  grace, 
Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray 
Which  gives  the  vision  of  thy  flice  ? 

6  Let  thy  good  Spirit  in  mv  heart 
For  ever  dwell,  O  God  of  lo\'e  ; 
And  light  and  heav'nly  peace  impart ; 
Blest  earnest  of  the  jo\'s  above. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CCLXXVIII.     Common  Metre. 
The  Pleasure  of  Religion. 

1  AVhe  N  true  religion  gains  a  place. 
And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life,  subdu'd  by  grace. 
And  all  the  soul  refin'd ; 


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HYMN  279. 


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2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  gr^en, 

Where  thorns  and  briers  grew ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen, 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease, 

The  frozen  pow'rs  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace. 
All  nature  seems  alive. 

4  O  happy  christian,  richly  bless'd  ! 

\V' liat  floods  of  pleasure  roll ! 
By  God  and  man  lie  stands  confess'd 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  evVy  joy  ; 

His  Maker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ. 
And  happiness  his  end ! 

6  Ye  sensual,  worldly,  proud  and  vain. 

Your  airy  goc^d  pursue  ; 
Let  me  religion's  pleasure  gain, 
ril  leave  the  world  to  you. 

Proud. 

HYMN  CCLXXIX.     Common  Metre.     ^or\) 
The  last  Tempest. 

1  When  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 

And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire, 
In  harsh  disorder  rise  ; 

2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  Fll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song  ; 
My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand. 
And  all  inspir'd  my  tongue. 

3  ril  shout  aloud,  "  Ye  thunders  roll, 

"  And  shake  the  sullen  sky, 


HYMN  280. 


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"  Your  sounding  voice  from  pole  to  pole 
'In  angry  murmurs  tr}*. 

4  "  Let  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 

u  B  ^^"^^  clouds  the  heav'n  deform  ; 
Blow,  all  yc  ^\  iiitis,  from  evVy  place, 
"  And  rush  the  final  storm. 

5  "  Come  quickly,  blessed  hope,  appear, 
^^  "  Bid  thy  s\\  ift  chariot  fly  ; 

"  Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near, 
''  And  snatch  me  to  the  sk\-. 

6  "  Around  thy  wheels  in  the  glad  throne 

I'd  l)ear  a  joyful  part; 
"All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue, 
*'  All  rapture  in  my  heart.'' 

M.  Byles. 


IIYMNCCLXXX.     Long  Metre,     ♦orb 
To  Christ  the  Eternal  Life. 

1  Wh  ere  shall  the  tribes  of  Adam  find 
The  sovVeign  good  to  fill  the  mind  ? 
Ye  sons  of  moral  wisdom,  show 

The  spring  ^\  hence  living  waters  flow. 

2  Say,  will  the  Stoick's  flinty  heart 
Melt,  and  this  ec^niial  balm  impiu  t  ? 
Could  P/afo  find  llitse  blissful  streams 
Among  his  raptures  and  his  dreams  ? 

3  In  vain  I  ask  !  lor  nature's  i)ow'r 
Extends  but  to  this  mv)rtal  hour ; 
'Twas  but  a  poor  relief  she  gave 
Against  the  terrors  of  the  grave. 

1 4  Jesus,  our  kinsman  and  our  Lord, 
By  angels  and  by  men  ador'd, 
Thou  ort  our  life  ;  our  souls  in  thee 
l-'ossess  a  full  felicity. 


I' 


HYMN  281. 


HYMN  282. 


5  Let  atheists  scoff,  and  Jews  blaspheme 
Th'  eteraal  life  and  Jesus'  name  ; 
Yet  our  immortal  hojx^s  are  laid 
In  thee,  our  Surety  and  our  Head. 

6  Thy  cross,  thy  cradle,  and  thy  throne, 
Are  lull  of  glories,  yet  unknown  ; 
'Tis  heav'n  on  earth,  'tis  heav'n  above, 
To  see  thy  face,  to  sing  thy  love. 

Watts. 

HYMN  CCI.XXXL     Common  Metre.     ♦  or  b 
Mercy  before  Sacrifice. 

1  Wherewith  shall  guilty  man  appear 

Before  Jehovah's  throne ; 
Or  how  procure  thy  kind  regard, 
And  ior  his  sins  atone  ? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed, 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend  ? 
Will  these  our  earnest  wish  succeed, 
And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 

3  Should  thousand  rams  in  flames  expire, 

Would  these  thy  favours  buy  ? 
Or  oil  that  should  for  holy  fire 
Ten  thousimd  streams  supply  ? 

4  With  trembling  hands  and  bleeding  heart | 

Should  we  our  offspring  slay  ; 
vV  ould  tliis  atone  ibr  ill  desert, 
And  take  our  guilt  away  ? 

5  "  No,"  saith  the  Lord,  "  'tis  fruitless  all, 

''  Such  costly  rites  are  vain  ; 
**  No  victims  from  the  field  or  stall 
"  My  favour  can  obtain. 

r>  "  But  truth  to  men  and  justice  sliow, 
And  pro6fs  of  mercy  give  ; 


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"  I¥"  ^""^bly  walk  ^vith  God  IdcIow, 
And  you  with  God  shall  live. 

7  "  Hands  that  are  clean,  and  hearts  sincere, 
1  never  will  despise  ; 
"  -^1?^^  cheerful  duty  will  prefer 
lo  costly  sacrifice." 

Liverpool  Collection. 


liiMiX  CCLXXXII.      Common  Metre.       4jf. 
The  Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  "^Vhilst  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
Near  Bethle'm's  happy  ground,       [night, 
1  lie  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 


A    I. 


lir  not,"  said  he,  (for  mighty  dread 


u  /.H  '5^^'^^  ^^"^"^  troubled  mindl) 
Glad  tidingsof  great  joy  I  bring 
lo  you  and  all  mankind. 


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1  o  you,  m  David's  town,  this  dav 
,.      A'^horn,  of  David's  line, 
^  uf  ^"^^ivioiir,  wjio  is  Christ  the  Lord, 
And  this  sliall  be  the  sign  : 

^  **  Tin  ^J^^^*^^»il^'  l^^i'^e  you  there  shall  find 
1  o  human  view  display'd  ; 
'  But  meanly  \vrapt  in  swathing-bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid."' 

^  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 
Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Oi  angels,  praising  God,  and  tlius 
Address'd  their  joyful  song  : 

:yil  glory  l3c  to  God  on  high  ! 
'  And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ! 


It)''/ 


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HYMN  283. 


''  Good- will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men 
"  Begin  and  never  cease  !" 

Patrick,  or  Tate. 


HYMN  284. 


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IIVMN  CCI.XXXIII.     Long  Metre,     #  orb 
Pt  ace  of  Conscience. 

1  Wi'  iLST  soivii:  in  folly's  pleasure  roll, 
And  tlic  joys  which  hurt  the  soul ; 
Be  mine  that  silent  calm  repast, 

A  pe.         1  conscience  to  the  last : 

2  Tliat  trci^  which  l)ears  immortal  fruit, 
Without  a  canker  at  the  root : 
That  Friend  who  never  iails  the  just, 
When  odier  liiends  desert  their  trust. 

3  Widi  tills  companion  in  the  shade. 
My  soul  no  more  sliall  be  disniay'd  ; 
I  will  defy  the  midnight  gloom, 
And  the  pale  monarch  of  the  tomb. 

4  Though  God  afflicts,  I'll  not  rei)inc, 
Tile  n.)blesr  com  Forts  still  are  mine  ; 
Comforts  wliicli  shall  o'er  death  prevail, 
And  journey  with  me  through  the  vale. 

5  Amidst  the  various  scenes  of  ills, 

E  eh  stroke  some  kind  design  fidfils ; 
A;.d  shall  1  muimur  at  m\'  God, 
When  sov'reign  love  directs  the  rod  ? 

6  His liind  will  smooth  my  rugged  way, 
And  lead  me  to  the  realms  of  day  ; 
To  milder  skies  and  brighter  plains, 
Where  everlasting  pleasure  reigns. 

Enfield*s  CoUectbn 


Hi  MN  CCLXXXI\\     Common  Ahtre.     ■#. 
Devotion. 

1  Whilst  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Pow'r  ! 
lie  my  vain  wishes  still'd  ; 
^^"^Jj^ay  this  consecrated  hour 
v\  ith  better  hopes  be  fill'd. 

2  Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestowM, 
1  o  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
1  hy  mercy  oVr  my  life  has  flow'd  ; 
1  hat  mercy  I  adore. 

')  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 
1  hy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
hach  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

i  In  e\''ry  joy  that  crowns  my  davs, 
In  ev'ry  pain  I  l)ear, 
Mt  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  flivour'd  hour, 
I  hy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill  : 
i<csign'd,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will.  ' 

''  Aly  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gathVing  storm  shall  see  ; 
Aly  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  will  rest  on  thee. 


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Miss  H.  M.  Williams. 


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HYMN  285. 


HYMN  286,  287. 


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HYMN  CCLXXXV.      Long  Metre.     ^  or  ^ 
MEANIMATIOK. 
A  Hymn  for  the  Humane  Society. 

1  Who,  from  die  shades  of  gloomy  night, 
When  the  last  tear  of  hope  is  shed, 
Can  bid  the  soul  return  to  light. 

And  break  the  slumber  of  the  dead  * 

2  No  human  skill  that  heart  can  warm. 
Which  the  cold  blast  of  nature  troze  ; 
Recal  to  life  the  perish'd  form  ; 
The  secret  of  the  grave  disclose. 

But  thou,  our  saving  God,  we  know, 
Canst  arm  the  mortal  hand  with  pow'r 
To  l)id  the  stagnant  pulses  flow, 
The  animating  heat  restore. 

4  Thy  will,  ei-e  nature's  tutor'd  hand 
Could  with  young  life  these  limbs  unfold  ; 
Did  the  imprison'd  brain  expand. 
And  all  its  coundess  fibres  told. 

f>  As  from  the  dust,  thy  forming  breath 
Could  the  unconscious  l^eing  raise  ; 
So  can  tlie  silent  voice  of  death 
Wake  at  thy  call,  in  songs  of  praise. 

6  Since  trvice  to  die  is  ours  alone, 
And  txvice  the  birth  of  life  to  see  ; 
O  let  us,  suppliant  at  thy  throne, 
Devote  our  second  life  to  thee. 

Mrs.  MoETO-v. 


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HYMN  CCLXXXVI.     Long  Metre,         ^ 
Faith  triumphant. 

Who  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn  ? 

I  IS  Uod  who  justifies  their  souls ; 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
U  er  all  their  sms  divinely  rolls. 

-  }p.^^^?,^*l  adjudge  the  saints  to  hell  ? 
1  IS  Christ  who  suffer'd  in  their  stead  ; 
And,  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead  ! 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !  and  reigns  above, 
r  or  ever  interceding  there  ; 

Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love  ^ 
Or  what  shall  tempt  us  to  despair  ? 

4  Shall  persecution  or  distress, 

u  "^"5'  or  sword,  or  nakedness  ^ 

He  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through 

And  makes  us  more  than  conqVors  too.' 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  powV 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  • ' 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope. 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 

T)  Not  all  tiiat  men  on  earth  can  do 
Nor  powVs  on  high,  nor  powVs  below, 
Miall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove 
Or  \vean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love 

Watts. 

HYMN  CCLXXXVII.     C.  M.        ^  or  b 
Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 
^   Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
1  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
1  o  call  them  to  his  arms. 


HYMN  288. 


HYMN  289. 


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2  Why  sliould  v\c  tixriible  to  convey 

Mliiir  boiiies  to  the  tomli  ? 
TIrtc  Jesus'  sacrcd  body  lay. 
And  left  a  long  pcrfunie. 

3  TIu:  graves  ol'all  liis  saiiits  he  bless\l, 

And  solk'ird  ev'ry  bed  : 
Wliire  sliould  tlie  (lyiju^-  iiienilxTs  rest. 
But  with  tlu  dying  Head  ? 

4  Tlieiice  he  aiose,  ascends  cl  Iiic^h, 

And  sliowM  our  ilet  the  w  ;i\'  ; 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  tlcsli  shall  lly, 
At  the  great  rising  da\'. 

5  Tlien  shall  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  Iriends  arise  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations,  troui  the  ground  ? 
Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

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IIVMN  CCIAWVIII.     C.  M. 

Looking'  at  Tilings  nnsci-n. 

1  AVhy  should  the  world's  alkiring  t^ns, 

Detain  our  hearts  and  e\(  s  ; 
Regardless  of  inunortal  joys, 
And  strangers  lo  the  skies  ! 

2  Tliesc  transient  scenes  \\  ill  soon  decay, 

They  fade  upon  \hv  sight ; 
And  quickly  will  tlRir  brighter  day 
Be  lost  in  endless  night. 

3  Their  l)rightcst  day  !  alas,  how  vain  ! 

With  conscious  sighs  we  o\\  n  ; 
Whilst  clouds  of  sorrow,  care  and  pain 
O'ershade  tlie  smiling  noon. 

4  O  could  our  thoughts  and  m  ishcs  fly 

Above  these  gloomy  shades, 


To  tijose  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky 
vV  Inch  sorrow  ne'er  invades  ! — 

5  I'here  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever  blooming  prospect  rise. 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

6  Lord,  send  a  beam  of  light  divine 

1  o  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
VV  ith  one  revising  ray  of  thii.c 
^   ()ur  languid  hearts  inflame. 

7  Then  sliall,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  wishes  rise,  [spring 

lo  those  bright  scenes  where  pleasures 
Inunortal  in  the  skies. 

Mrs.  Steele. 


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IIVMXCCLXXXIX.     Long  Metre. 
Marriage. 

With  cheerful  voices  rise  and  sing 
1  he  praises  of  our  God  and  King ; 
r  or  he  alone  can  minds  unite. 
And  bless  with  conjugal  delight. 

-  '^3^-*'^  \v'edded  pair,  O  Lord,  inspire 
With  heav'nly  love,  that  sacred  fire  ; 
r  rom  this  l)lest  moment  may  they  prove 
1  he  bliss  divine  of  marriage  love. 

3  O  may  they  both  increasing  find 
Sul)stantial  pleasures  of  die  mind ; 
Happy  together  may  they  be. 
And  both  united,  Lord,  to  thee. 

4  To  you,  blest  pair,  your  God  hath  giv'n 
1  o  taste  the  love  which  reigns  in  heav'n ; 
His  gift  witli  all  your  powVs  improve, 
And  cultivate  that  virtuous  love. 

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HYMN  290. 


HYMN  291,  292. 


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5  So  may  you  live  as  truly  one  ; 
Aiul  when  your  work  on  earth  is  done, 
Rise,  hand  in  hand,  to  heav'n,  and  share 
Tlic  jo>'s  of  love  for  ever  there  ! 

Proud. 


HYMN  CCXC.     Common   Metre.      #  or  b 
The  penitent  Thief. 

1  WfTH  deep  contrition,  grief  and  shame. 

The  thief  his  crimes  confessed, 
Then  tunrd  liis  dying  eyes  to  Christ, 
And  thus  his  i)rayV  address'd  : 

2  "  When  to  thy  kingdom  thou  shalt  conic, 

O  Lord,  rcmemlxT  me." 
"I'liis  day,  with  me  in  paradise 
Thy  happy  soul  shall  be." 

Thus  spake  the  Saviour  to  a  wretch 
Who  languish'd  at  his  side  ; 

Whilst  on  the  fatal  tree  he  hung. 
And  bled,  and  groan'd,  and  died. 

4  Jesus,  thou  Son,  and  Heir  of  heav'n, 

Thou  Lord  of  all  below, 
Tliough  then  unjusdy  thou  wast  brought 
To  infamy  and  wo  ; 

5  Yet  quickly  from  that  dre^^idful  scene 

In  triumph  thou  didst  rise. 
Burst  through  the  prison  of  the  grave, 
And  gaia'd  thy  native  skies  ! 

6  Exalted  to  thy  Father's  throne, 

Pardon  and  life  to  give ; 
The  penitent  thou  still  dost  hear, 
And  bid  the  sinner  live. 

Altered  from  Ste.nnit, 


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HYMN  CCXCI.     Common  Metre.     -^  or  ^ 
The  First  and  Second  Adam. 

1  With  flowing  eyes  and  bleeding  hearts 

A  fallen  world  survey  ! 
See  the  wide  ruin  sin  has  made 
In  one  unhappy  day. 

2  Adam,  in  God's  own  image  form'd. 

See  h'oni  his  God  estrang'd ! 
And  all  the  joys  of  paradise 

I^or  guilt  and  horror  changed  ! 
This  fatal  heritage  bequeath'd 

I  o  all  his  helpless  race  ; 
1  hrough  this  dark  maze  of  sin  and  wo, 

1  hii-i  to  the  grave  we  pass. 

^"  ^%P^  ^^y  ^^^''  ^vith  rapture  hear 
I  he  second  Adam's  name  ; 
And  the  celestial  gifts  he  brings 
I  o  all  his  seed,  proclaim. 
>  VVhat,  though  in  mortal  life  they  mourn  9 
What,  though  by  death  they  fall  ? 
Jesus,  in  one  triumphant  day, 
Transforms  and  crowns  them  all ! 
6  Praise  to  his  rich  transcending  grace 
Lv'n  by  our  fall  we  rise  ; 
And  gain,  for  earthly  Eden  lost, 
A  heavenly  paradise. 

• ^ Mason,  altered. 

HYMN  CCXCH.     Common  Metre.    '     ^ 
Compassion  of  Christ. 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 


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_- ♦^      V  ■•*^-VA*Lal^^    lilt  K 

Of  our  High  Priest  above ; 
His  heart  is  full  of  tenderness, 
Uf  pity  and  of  love. 


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HYMN  293. 


HYMN  294. 


237 


2  ToiiclVd  with  a  syurpatliy  within, 

He  knows  our  iteble  h*ame  ; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  endur'd  the  same. 

3  But  spotless,  innocent  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood  ; 
When  Satan's  ticr>^  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  resist  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  ficsh 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears  ; 
And  in  his  measure  feels  aircsh 
What  ev'ry  christian  bears. 

5  Hell  ne\ ir  quench  the  smoking  (la:.. 

But  raise  it  to  a  Hanie  ; 
"The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name. 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r  ; 

We  shall  ol)tain  delivering  grace 
In  the  disu-essing  hour. 

Watt"?. 


HYMN  CCXCIH.      Common  Metre.     ^  or  b 
Repentance  and  Hojx. 

1  With  restless  agitations  tost. 

And  low  immers'd  in  woes, 
When  shall  my  wild  distemper  d  tbougluM 
Regain  their  lost  repose  ? 

2  O  thou,  the  wretched's  sure  retreat, 

These  tortVing  cares  control ; 
And  with  the  cheerful  smile  ot  peace 
Revive  my  fainting  soul. 


3  Did  ever  thy  paternal  ear 

The  humble  plea  disdain  ? 
Or  w  hen  did  plaintive  mis'ry  sigh, 
Or  supplicate  in  vain  ? 

4  Oppressed  with  grief  and  shame,  dissolved 
^   in  penitential  tears, 

Thy  goodness  calms  our  restless  doubts. 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 

5  New  life  from  thy  relreshing  grace 
^  Our  sinking  hearts  receive ; 

For  'tis  thy  darling  attribute 
To  piiy  and  forgive. 

6  Frf)m  that  Idlest  source,  propitious  hope 

Ap{)ears  serenely  bright, 
And  sheds  its  soft  diffusive  beam 
O'er  sorrow 's  dismal  night. 

7  My  griefs  confess  its  vital  pow'r, 

And  bless  the  friendly  ray, 
Whiy.h  ushers  in  the  glad  serene 
or  everlasting  day. 

Mrs.  Carter. 


HYi\L\  C*CXCIV.     Long  Metre.    ^^  or  ^ 
Jesus  Christ,  the  same  yesterday,  to-day  and  for  ever. 

1  W^iTH  W'onder,  Lord,  our  souls  proclaim 
Til'  immortal  honours  of  thy  name  ; 
Assembled  round  our  Saviour's  throne, 
We  make  his  countless  glories  known. 

2  Ere  Adani's  clay  with  life  was  w-arm'd, 
Or  Gabriel's  nobler  spirit  form'd  ; 
Before  Creation  was  begun, 

Before  all  ages,  was  the  Son. 


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HYMN  295. 


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3  Throiigli  all  succeeding  ages,  he 

The  same  hath  been,  and  still  shall  be ; 
Inimortiil  honours  crown  his  head, 
Though  earth  and  skies  wax  old  and  fade. 

4  The  siimc  his  powV  his  flock  to  guard  ; 
The  same  his  bounty  to  reward  ; 

The  same  his  iaithfulness  and  love 
To  siiints  on  earth,  and  saints  above. 

5  Let  nature  change,  and  sink,  and  die, 
Jesus  shall  raise  his  people  high  ; 

And  place  them  near  his  Father's  throne, 
In  glory  lasting  as  his  own. 

DoDOaiDCE 


HYMN  296. 


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ilVMN  CCXCV.     Common  Metre.     ^  or  b 
The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heay'n,  fare  well, 
'    With  all  vour  feeble  light ; 
Farewell,  thou  ever  changing  moon, 

Pale  empress  of  the  night. 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  array'd  ; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere. 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  tlie  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode  ; 
The  payment  of  dvose  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

'  Shall  there  his  beams  display  ;      ^ 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvaried  day- 


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No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief 
hiiall  swell  into  my  eyes ; 

Nor  die  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

^'  '^tfS,^?^  ^^^^  millions  of  his  saints 
bhall  in  one  song  unite  ; 

And  each  the  I)liss  of  all  shall  view 
VV^itJi  infmite  delight. 


Doddridge 


HYMN  CCX("V'I.     Cotninon  Alctre.     it^  or  ^^ 
Divine  Goodness. 

1  Ye  humble  souls,  approach  your  God 

VV  ith  songs  f)f  sacred  praise  ; 
ror  he  is  good,  inuuensely  good, 
And  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care. 

In  hiin  we  live  and  move ; 
But^  nobler  benefits  dec  hire 
The  wonders  of  his  love. 

)  He  gave  his  well  I>eIoved  Son, 
^  To  save  our  souls  from  sin  ; 
•  Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 
And  proves  it  all  divine. 

4  To  this  sure  refuge,  Lord,  we  come. 

And  here  our  hope  relies  ; 
A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  home, 
When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 

5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

1  he  souls  who  trust  in  thee ; 

iir  hH.^}t)le  hope  thou  wilt  reward 

With  bhss  divmely  free. 


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HYMN  297. 


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HYMN   298. 


6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  love 
W^hat  honours  shall  \\c  raihc  I 
Not  all  the  raptur'd  songs  above 

Can  render  equal  praise.    ^^^^_^,^^^^^^_ 


HYMN  CCXCVU.     Long  Metre.  ♦ 

Blessed  are  the  Poor  in  Spirit. 

1  Ye  humble  souls,  complain  no  more  ; 
Let  faith  siirvc  >•  your  future  store  : 
How  liupi)y,  liovv  dnmely  blest, 
I'he  saered  w  ords  of  truth  atte-t . 

2  When  conscious  grief  laments  sincere, 
And  pours  the  i)enitential  tear, 

Hope  points  to  your  dejected  eyes 
A  bright  reversion  in  tlie  SivRn. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  wealth  and  pride 
Despise  vour  lot,  your  hopes  deride  ; 
In  vain  the\-  l>oast  their  little  stores  ; 
Trifles  are  tlicirs,  a  kingdom  yours. 

4  A  kingdom  of  immense  delight, 
Where  health  and  peace  and  joy  unite  ; 
A  kingdom  w  hich  shall  ne'er  decay, 
Thougli  earthly  kingdoms  lade  away. 

5  There  shall  your  eyes  with  rapture  view 
The  glorious  Friend  who  died  tor  you  ; 
Who  died  to  ransom,  died  to  raise 

To  crowns  of  joy  and  songs  ot  praise. 

6  Jesus,  to  thee  I  breathe  my  pray  V  ; 
Confirm  to  me  my  int'rest  there  ; 
Whatever  be  my  lot  below, 

This,  this  my  soul  desires  to  know. 


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7  O  let  me  hear  thy  voice  divine 
Pronounce  the  glorious  blessing  mine ! 
i^nroll'd  among  thy  happy  poor, 
My  largest  wishes  ask  no  more. 

-_____^  Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN   CrxCVIII.     Common  Metn.     3i 
The  Invitation.     Isaiah  Iv. 

1  "  Ye  thirsty  souls,  approach  the  spring 

VV  here  living  waters  flow; 
tree  to  that  saered  fountain,  all 
Without  a  price  may  go. 

2  "  How  long  to  streams  of  false  delight 

VV  iJi  yt;  111  crowds  repair  ^ 
How  long  your  strength  and  substance  waste 
On  trifles  light  as  air  ? 

0  "  My  stores  afford  those  rich  supplies 
1  liat  health  and  pleasure  give  ; 
Incline  your  ear,  and  come  to  me ; 
1  he  soul  that  hears  shall  hve. 
4  "  With  you  a  cov'nant  I  wiU  make, 
^  ^  1  hat  ever  sliall  endure  ; 
Tlie  hope  which  gladden'd  David's  heart 
My  mercy  hath  made  sure. 

3  ''  Behold  he  comes,  your  Leader  comes, 

Vy  ith  might  and  honour  erown'd  ; 
A  vvitness  who  shall  spread  my  name 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 
G  "  Sa%  nations  hasten  to  his  call 
rrom  every  distant  shore  ; 
Islands  unknown  shall  bo»v  to  him, 
And  Israel's  God  adore." 

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HYMN  301. 


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HYMN  CCXCIX.     Common  Metre. 
The  Gospel  Feast. 

1  Ye  wretched,  hungry,  star\  ing  poor, 

Behold  a  rojal  feast ! 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  stOR 
For  evVy  humble  guest. 

2  See  Jesus  stands  with  open  arms, 

He  calls,  he  bids  \  ou  come  : 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  lear  alarms, 
But  see,  there  yet  is  room  I 

3  In  Jesus'  condescending  heart 

Both  love  and  pity  meet  ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart, 
That  trembles  at  liis  (eet. 

4  Come  then,  -and  with  his  people  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love  ; 
While  hoi)c  attends  the  sw  eet  ixpast 
Of  nobler  joys  above. 

5  There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  tliousand  souls  rejoice, 
111  ecstacies  unknown. 

6  And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come  ;  ^ 

Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore  ; 
Approach,  there  yet  is  room. 

'^'^  Mrs.  Steele. 


HYMN  CCC.      Common  Metre.       t  or  b 
True  and  false  Zeal. 

1  Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heav'nly  flame 
Tlie  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
Wliilst  that  w  hich  often  bears  tlie  nam^. 
Is  self  but  in  disguise. 


2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 
^    Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

J  A\  hile  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  ])arty  to  increase. 

t  Ze.il  hus  attained  its  highest  aim, 
Its  end  is  satisfy 'd, 
U  sinners  lo\'e  the  Saviour's  name, 
Nor  seeks  it  aught  beside. 

5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 

Has  its  own  ends  in  view  ; 
And  sa3  s,  as  boasting  Jehu  cried, 
''  Come,  see  what  I  can  do." 

6  Self  may  its  own  reward  obtiiin, 

And  be  applauded  liere  ; 
But  zeal  tl  e  best  applause  will  gain 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

7  This  idol  self,  O  Lord,  dethrone. 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

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HV'MN  CCCI.        Short  Metre. 
Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  Behold,  the  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

Tlie  chosen  of  the  Lord, 
God's  well- beloved  Son,  fulfils 
Tlie  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  righteousness  : 


,^rv^ 


HYMN  302. 


1, 
'I 


Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

51  The  Spirit  of  tlie  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  Prophet  gently  lights, 
And  asts  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  thou  light  of  men! 

Thy  doctrine  hie  imparts :        ^ 
O  Tvay  we  teel  its  quick'ning  pow  r 
To  w  arm  and  glad  our  hearts  I 

5  Checr'd  by  its  Ixams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heav'nly  way  : 
Tlie  path,  which  Christ  unwearied  trod 
Will  lead  to  endless  day.       ^^^^^^^_ 


H\  MN  CCCll.         7s.  Metre.  b 

Chrial's  Invitktions.    Matth.  xi.  28. 

1  Come!  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
1  will  guide  you  to  your  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come ! 

2  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole  loriom^^ 
Long  liast  borne  the  proud  uorld  s  scorn 
Long  hast  roanVd  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  I 

3  Ye  who,  tost  on  beds  of  pain. 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain ; 
Ye  whose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  mornuig  rise  : 

4  Ye  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  ht^ivy  care  : 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  l)car  f 


HYMN  303. 


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5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Eahn  that  Rows  for  ev'ry  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure.  / 

Barbauld. 


HYMN  CCCllI.      75  Metre. 
Love  to  God  and  Man. 


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1  Father  ofour  feeble  race, 
Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  lifce, 
Flows  thy  goodness  unconfin'd  : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 
Claiming  large  returns  again. 

2  Lord,  what  oft^'rings  shall  we  bring, 
At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring. 
Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul. 

By  the  melting  eye  express'd  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control, 
SoiTow  leaves  the  wounded  breast : 

Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind. 
Bind  the  wound,  or  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind. 
Charity,  w  ith  lib'ral  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heav'nly  King, 
Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind. 
Thus  th'  accepted  off 'ring  bring. 
Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 


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HYMN  304,  305. 


HYMN  306. 


247 


HYMN  CCCIV.      Common  Mftre.         b 
Religious  Retirement. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord !  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  lar  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  wagnig  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade. 

With  prayV  and  praise  agree  ; 
And  seem  by  thy  su  cet  bounty  made 
For  diose  who  follow  thee. 

3  There,  if  thy  Spirit  touch  the  soul. 

And  grace  her  mean  abode, 
O  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  love, 
She  communes  w  ith  her  God  ! 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays  ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song. 
Nor  diirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life, 

Thou  Source  ol  light  divine  ; 
And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 
My  Father — tliou  art  mine  ! 

6  What  thanks  I  oue  thee  !  and  what  love 

A  vast  and  boundless  store, 
Shall  echo  through  the  realms  above, 
When  time  shall  be  no  more  ! 

COWPER. 


HYMN  CCCV.     Hhori  Mstre.         b 

rUe  Deaigns  of  Providence  in  the  Changes  and  Revolution! 

of  the  World.  ' 

I  God,  to  correct  the  world, 
In  wratli  is  slow  to  rise ; 


But  comes  at  length  in  thunder  cloth'd, 
And  darkness  veils  the  skies. 

2  Hjs  banners,  lifted  high, 

The  nations'  God  declare  ; 
And  stain'd  with  blood,  with  terrors  mark 'd, 
Spread  w  onder  and  despair. 

3  All  earthly  pomp  and  pride 

Are  in  his  presence  lost ;  [crowns, 

Empires  o'erturn'd,   dirones,   sceptres. 
In  wild  confusion  tost. 

4  While  war  and  wo  prevail, 

And  desolation  wide ; 
In  God,  the  sov'reign  Lord  of  all. 
The  righteous  still  confide. 

5  Mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  liis  tremendous  way  : 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds, 
And  in  the  foaming  sea. 

6  Yet,  tho'  now  wrapt  in  clouds. 

And  from  our  vie\v  conceal'd ; 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear. 
In  majesty  reveal'd ! 

7  He'll  curb  the  lawless  powV, 

The  deadly  \vrath  of  man  ; 
And  all  tlic  w  iiidings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

Jervis  altered. 

HVMN  CCCVI.     7«.  Mttre.  b 

A  Penitential  Hymn, 

1  God  of  mercy  !  God  of  love  ! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  song ; 
Sorrow  dwells  on  ev'ry  face, 
Penitence  on  ev'ry  tongue. 


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HYMN  307. 


HYMN  308,  309. 


249 


I 


2  Deep  regret  tor  follies  past,    . 
Talents  wasted,  time  mispent ; 
Hearts  debas'd  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessinfe,^  lent — 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oit  to  murmur  and  complain — 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 
Fill'd  with  grief  and  shame  we  own  ; 
Hnnil)led,  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  dirone. 

5  God  of  mercy  !   God  of  grace  ! 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs  ; 
O  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou  to  wliom  our  praise  belongs  ! 


Fay  LOR. 


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inUN  CCCVII.     Long  Metre. 
Meekness. 

1  Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 
Clear  as  the  summer's  ev'ning  ray, 
Calm  as  die  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 
No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  iilmighty  ^ving, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace  !  all  meek  and  mild, 
Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess, 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us,  as  we  aim  to  bk«s, 

Scott 


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HYMN  CCCVIII.     Long  Metre. 
Death  and  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  He  dies !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 
Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Come,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  groan'd  beneath  your  load  ; 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 

A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ! 
The  Lord  of  Glory  dies  for  men ! 
But  lo,  what  sudden  joys  we  see, 
Jesus  the  dead  revives  again  ! 

4  The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb ; 
In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise : 
Cherubick  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns  ! 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster,  Death,  in  chains  ! 

6  Say,  live  for  ever,  wondrous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save ; 
Then  ask  the  monster,  where's  thy  sting  ? 
And  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  ? 

Watts  ahered. 

HYMN  CCCIX.     Common  Metre,  b 

Blessed  are  the  dead  which  die  in  the  Lord.    Rev.  xiii.  14. 

1  Hear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 
Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  nimes, 
And  soft  their  dying  bed. 


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HYMN  310. 


2  They  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  are  bkss'd  : 

Hf)\v  calm  llieir  sliuiibers  are  ! 
From  sulf  rings  and  from  sins  releas'd, 
And  freed  tiom  e\  'ry  care. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  luid  strife, 

Thej^re  present  w  itli  the  Lord  ; 
The  labours  ol  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  rew  ard. 

W AT  rs. 


HYMN  CCrX.      Lon;r  Metre. 
Cliriblian  Fricudsliii). 


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1  How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 
How  swift  the  heav'nly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are 

one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  lo\'e,  what  holy  fear  I 
How  doth  the  geirrous  flame  w  ithin 
Refine  from  earth,  a:id  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

>  Their  streaming  eyes  tf>gethcr  How 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  wo  ; 
Their  ardent  pray'rs  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

I  Together  both  they  seek  the  plice 
Whei-e  God  reveals  his  awful  lace  : 
How  Iiigli,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell.. 
Tiiere's  iiouc  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

3  Nor  sliull  the  glowing  fiame  expire 
When  nature  droo|)s  her  sick'ning  fire  ; 
Then  shall  tliey  iiieei  in  realms  above, 
A  heav  'n  of  iov — because  of  love. 

Barbai'I  » 


HYMN  311,  312. 


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liiMN  CCCXI.     Common  Metre.  |g 

Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  Day»  of  thy  Youtli. 

Eccl.  xil.  1. 

1  In  the  soft  -season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
-Lre  age  arri\  e,  and  trembling  wait 
Its  summons  to  die  tomb ; 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God ; 

For  him  thy  powVs  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  tliy  hope, 
1  hy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

1  hrough  life's  uncertain  sea  : 
1  ill  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  bless'd  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  i)ath  of  heav'nly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  siglit, 
'Fhan  a  religious  youth. 

__^__ Salisbury  Collection. 


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HYiMN  CCCXIf.     Long  Metre.  « 

TJie  Honse  of  God. 

|l  Lo,  God  is  here !  let  us  adore. 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face : 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Ixt  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

I-  J,t:0;  God  is  here  !  him  day  and  night 
I   In  united  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
1  o  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heav'n's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 
\  Being  of  beings !  may  our  praise 
1  hy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill : 
Mill  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
^till  hear  and  do  thy  sovVeign  will. 

Salisbury  Collection. 


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HYMN  CCCXIU.     •""«'"'>*  ^;'"-.,  Got*l 
FruUlul  Shower,,  Emb.env,  of  the  l^ffecU  of  the  Gospel. 

Isaian  iv   lU,  i*' 

1  Mark  the  soft  falling  snow, 
And  tlie  descending  rain  . 
To  heav'n.  from  whence  it  ItU, 

AndcSSall     Ha- secret  store. 

^  Array  'd  in  beauteous  green 
The  hills  and  vallies  shnie, 
And  man  and  beast  are  lea 
BvProviden(^  divine : 

he  harvest  bw  s        Us  go 
The  copious  seed        v^i  luiui*^  ^ 
So,  saithlheGcxlorgrace, 
My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  eftect 

'"'viEsd  s^r' Wiall  feelits  po.-r| 
i'.Sbear  it  down    To  millions  more  J 

Doddridge. 


HYMN  315,  316. 


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HYMN  CCCXIV  .     Louir    Metre.         b 
Things  below  and  Things  above.    Psalm^c.n.  15,  1^. 

1  rit.  mnrtil  lite  how  short  the  date  . 

1  Uf  monai  lu^,  n^  * .    .u  .:^  k. 'lirliti^a  stale 
I  ike  flowVs,  which  m  their  bnglULSi  siau 

With  gaudy  hues  the  fields  ^doni, 
But  soon  bv  passing  storms  are  torn. 

2  Their  boasted  beauty  ^^^^  , 
How  quick  the  vernal  blooms  decaj  - 
Each  in  an  honr  its  Pride  rOT^^^^ 
And  withVing  in  the  dust  rechnts. 

3  So  transient  is  the  life  of  man. 
At  most  a  brief  contracted  span ; 


It  blooms,  it  fades  ;  and  serves  to  show 
How  \  ain,  how  frail  arc  things  below. 

4  To  things  above  with  fix'd  desire 
Then  let  our  better  hopes  aspire  ; 
To  realms,  where,  in  eternal  day, 
Nor  mortals  die,  nor  flow'rs  decay. 

Merrickl. 

HYMN    CCCXV.-    Long  Metre.  i 

Veni  Creator  Spirilus. 

1  Oh  !  Source  of  uncreated  light ! 

By  w  horn  the  worlds  were  rais'd  from  night ; 
Come,  visit  ev'ry  pious  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  PleiUeous  in  grace,  descend  from  liigh, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  : 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
vn.l  niLke  us  temples  w orthy  thee. 

)  Cleanse  and  re  fine  our  eardily  parts, 
Inflame  and  sunctily  our  hearts, 
Our  iraillies  help,  our  v  ice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Thiicc  lioly  UAWii !  tliriee  holy  fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  j 
Make  us  eternal  truth.s  receive, 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  ])ath  each  noxious  foe. 
And  pe.xe,  the  iruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  llct  sliould  stej)  i  sti'ay. 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  wa\'. 

Drydex. 


HYMN  CCCXV  1.      Coifunon  Alctre. 
The  first  and  second  Coming  of  Christ. 

SixG  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  landts ! 
Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue  ; 
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HYMN  317. 


HYMN  318. 


255 


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1 


His  ne\r-discovcr'd  grace  demands 

A  iKHv  and  nobler  song. 
2  Sa\-  to  thr  nations,  Jesus  came 

A  gniltv  world  to  save ;     ^ 
From  \  ice  and  error  to  reclami, 

And  iTscui  I'rom  tlie  grave. 
]  Let  heav'n  proclaim  the  joyrul  day  ; 

Joy  through  tlie  earth  l)e  seen  ; 
Let  cities  sliine  in  bright  array, 

And  iields  in  eheerlul  green. 

4  With  pleasure  lilt  your  w  ond'ring  eyes, 

Yc  islands  of  the  sea  1  .     ^ 

Ye  mountains,  sink  r  ye  vallies,  nsi; 
Prepare  the  Siiviour's  way. 

5  Behold  he  comes  !  he  coinfs  to  l)less 

Tlie  nations  from  their  (jod  ; 
To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  send  his  truth  abroid. 

6  Again  he  comes,  w  itli  po\s  Yful  \'oie'  ■, 

To  wake  die  num'rous  dead, 
And  call  his  churches  to  rejoice 
With  their  exalted  Head. 

7  \\  hill  He,  who  is  our  life,  draws  ncitr, 

And  all  his  glory  \  iew. 
His  faithful  servants  shall  appear 
With  him  in  glory  too. 

Watts 


HYMN  CCCXVIl.     Com.Hon  Metre, 
The  Instability  of  worldly  Enjoyments. 

1  Th  e  evils  that  l^eset  our  path, 
\\lio  can  prevent  or  cure  ? 
We  stand  upon  the  brink  of  death. 
When  most  we  seem  secure. 


2  If  we  to-day  sweet  peace  possess, 
It  soon  may  be  withdrawn  ; 
Some  change  may  plunge  us  in  distress, 
Before  to-  morrow's  dawn. 
:\  Disease  and  pain  invade  our  health, 
And  find  an  easy  i)rcy  ; 
And  oil,  ulien  least  expected,  wealtl) 
Takes  w  ings  and  Hies  away. 

4  The  grounds  from  which  we  look  lor  fruit 

Produce  us  often  i)ain  ; 
A  worm  unseen  attacks  the  root. 

And  all  our  hopes  are  vain.  •    . 

5  Since  sin  has  fiU'd  the  earth  with  wo, 

And  creatures  fade  and  die  ; 
Lord,  wean  our  hearts  from  things  below. 
And  fix  our  hopes  on  high  ! 

COWPER. 


HYMN  CCCXVIIl.     Short   Metre. 
Li^ht  and    Deliverance. 

1  The  traveller,  lost  in  niglit, 

Breathes  many  a  longing  sigh, 
And  marks  the  welcome  dawn  of  light. 
With  rapture  in  his  eye. 

2  Thus  sweet  the  dawn  of  clay 

Which  weary  sinners  find, 
When  mercy  with  reviving  ray 
Beams  o'er  the  fainting  mind. 

3  To  slaves  oppnest  with  chains, 

How  kind,  how  dear  the  friend, 
Wliose  gen'rous  hand  relieves  their  pains, 
And  bids  their  son*ows  end  ! 

4  Hius  dear  that  Friend  divine, 

Who  rescues  captive  souls  ; 


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HYMN  319. 


HYMN  320. 


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I 


Unbinds  the  galling- chains  of  sin, 
And  all  its  power  ontrols. 

5  My  God !  to  gospel  light 

My  dawn  of  liope  I  owe ; 
Oiice,  waiKFring  in  the  shades  of  night, 
And  sunk  in  liQi>€less  wo. 

6  Thy  hand  redeenVd  the  slave, 

And  set  the  pris'ner  free  : 
Be  all  I  am,  and  all  I  have> 
.      Devoted,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

Mrs.  Steele,  altered. 


HYMN  CCCXIX.      Common  Metre.       b 
For  a  Fast  Day. 

1  When  Abra'm,  full  of  sacred  awe, 

Before  Jehovah  stood,- 
And,  with  an  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  su'd ; 

2  With  whit  success,  w^hat  wondrous  grace, 

Was  his  petition  crowa'd  1 
The  Lord  would  spare,  if  ui  the  place 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  pious  soul      , 

S6  rich  a  boon  obtain  { 
Good  God  I  and  shall  a  nation  cry, 
And  plead  with  thee  m  vam  ? 

4  Our  country,  guilty  as  she  is, 

Her  numVous  saints  can  boast ; 
See  their  united  prayers  ascend  ; 
And  shall  these  prayers  l>e  lost  ^ 

5  Are  not  the  righteous  dear  to  thee 

Now ,  as  in  ancient  times  ? 

Or  does  this  sinful  land  exceed 

Gomorrah  in  lier  crimes  ? 


6  Still  we  are  thine,  we  bear  thy  name. 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode  : 
Long  has  thy  presence  blest  our  land  ; 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God  ■ 

7  O  may  our  people,  rulers,  priests, 

I'hy  choicest  blessings  share  ; 
And  know  thee  by  that  glorious  name, 
"•  The  God  who  heareth  pray'r  !" 

West  Boston  Coll. 


H 


HYMN  CCCXX.     Long  Metre,         t) 
Humility. 

1  W 11 E  R  E  FO  R  E  should  man,  frailchildof  clay. 
Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 

Li\  cs  but  the  insect  of  a  day — 

O  w  hy  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear. 
Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found  : 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear 

A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground, 

3  Bv  doubt  perplex'd,  in  error  lost. 
With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  : 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gifts  the  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp,  how  faint  the  ray  I 

4  Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum. 
Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  : 
How  ill,  alas,  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life.  Father  divine  ! 
Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
In  modest  worth,  O  let  me  shine. 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

42* 


258 


HYMN  321. 


HYMN  322,  323. 


259 


HYMN  CCCXXI.      7b.  Metre.  t> 

Close  of  ihe  Year. 

1  While  by  culm  refiection  led, 
We  review  each  passing  year, 
Think  how  many  souls  are  fled, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  liere  I 

2  Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 
Tliey  have  now  no  cares  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

3  Life  how  frail !    how  fleeting  breath  ! 
Fate  stands  threat'ning  still  m  view ; 
And  the  next  dread  bolt  of  death 
May  be  sent  to  me  or  you. 

4  While  v\  e  speak,  and  while  we  hear, 
Teach  us,  Lord,  with  awe  to  think, 
That  eternity  is  near, 

We  are  standing  on  the  brink. 

5  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 
Quick,  the  destin'd  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind 

6  So  our  brief  and  transient  days 
To  their  end  speed  swiftly  on  ; 
Soon  we  pass  life's  little  space. 
Here  to~day,  to-morrow  gone. 

7  Lord,  our  humble  vows  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  by  thy  grace  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

8  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  ; 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And,  w  hen  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
Takjc  us  to  thy  bliss  above  I 


HYMN  CCCXXll.     Long  Metre,  b 

Hymn  in  Time  of  War. 

1  While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground  ; 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 

The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all  I 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamp'd  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heav'n-born  mind, 
And  in  a  fiither's  wide  embrace 

Hast  chcrish'd  all  the  khidred  race  ; 

3  O  see  with  what  insatiate  rage 

Thy  sons  their  impious  battles  wage  ; 
How  spreads  destruction  like  a  flood, 
And  brothers  shed  their  brothers'  blood  I 

4  See  guilty  passions  spring  to  birth, 
And  deeds  of  hell  deform  the  earth  ; 
While  righteousness  and  justice  mourn  ; 
And  love  and  pity  droop  forlorn. 

5  Great  God  !  \\-hose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  w  ind, 

O  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  madd'ning  world  to  peace. 

6  With  rev'rcnce  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command. 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  abo\'e, 

"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  1" 

Aiken. 

HYMN  CCCXXIll.     Common  Metre.     281  or  b 

Brotherly  Kindness  from  the  Precept  and  Example  of 

Christ. 

I  Ye  foirwersofthe  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  round  his  table  draw  ! 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 


M 


25S 


HYMN  321. 


HYMN  322,  323. 


259 


HYMN  CCCXXI.      7a,  Metre.  5 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  While  by  calm  reflection  led, 
We  review  each  passing  year, 
Think  how  many  souls  are  fled, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  ! 

2  Fix'd  in  an  eternal  state, 
They  have  now  no  cares  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 

But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

3  Life  how  frail !    how  fleeting  breath  ! 
t  ate  stands  threat'ning  still  in  view ; 
And  the  next  dread  bolt  of  death 
May  be  sent  to  me  or  you. 

4  While  we  speak,  and  while  we  hear, 
Teach  us,  Lord,  with  awe  to  think, 
1  hat  eternity  is  near. 

We  are  standing  on  the  brink. 

5  As  the  winged  arrow  flies 
Quick,  the  destin'd  mark  to  find ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 
Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  : 

6  So  our  brief  and  transient  days 
To  their  end  speed  swifdy  on  ; 
Soon  we  pass  life's  little  space. 
Here  to-day,  to-morrow  gone. 

7  Lord,  our  humble  vows  receive, 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew ; 
Teach  us  by  thy  grace  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view. 

8  Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old  : 
Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 
Takje  us  to  thy  bliss  above ! 

Olney  Hymns. 


HYMN  CCCXXII.     Long  Metre.  b 

Hymn  in  Time  of  War. 

1  While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strew  the  ground  ; 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call. 

The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all ! 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamp'd  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heav'n-born  mind, 
And  in  a  father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherish'd  all  the  kindred  race  ; 

3  O  see  with  what  insatiate  rage 

Thy  sons  their  impious  battles  wage  ; 
How  spreads  destruction  like  a  flood, 
And  brothers  shed  their  brothers'  blood  ! 

4  See  guilty  passions  spring  to  birth. 
And  deeds  of  hell  deform  the  earth  ; 
While  righteousness  and  justice  mourn  ; 
And  love  and  pity  droop  forlorn. 

5  Great  God !  whose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  madd'ning  world  to  peace. 

6  With  rev'rence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command. 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above, 

"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  1" 

Aiken. 

"      '  •  ■ 

HYMN  CCCXXIIl.     Common  Metre.     28L  or  b 

Brotherly  Kindness  from  the  Precept  and  Example  of 

Christ. 

1  Ye  foU'wers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  round  his  table  draw  i 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law.        ^ 


[i'i 


260 


HYMN  324,  325. 


HYMN  326,  327,  328. 


261 


2  The  love,  which  all  his  bosom  fiU'd, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  liv'd  and  taught ; 
Inspir'd  by  love,  he  died. 

3  And  do  you  love  him  ?  do  you  feel 

Your  warm  affections  move  ? 
This  is  the  proof  which  he  demands, 
That  you  each  other  love. 

Birmingham  Collection. 


& 


HYMN  CCCXXIV,     Long  Metre, 

Doxology. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ! 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung. 
Thro'  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue  i 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies.  Lord ! 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore^ 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Watts. 


HYMN  CCCXXV.     8  and  7s.  Metre.         31 
Universal  Praise. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  ! 

jPraise  to  thee  from  ev'ry  tongue  ; 
Join,  my  soul,  with  ev'ry  creature. 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  giv'n, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  thro'  earth  and  heav'ii, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high. 

Fawcbtt 


HYMN  CCCXXVI.     8  aod  7«.  Metre,      A 
Before  or  after, Sermon. 

1  Lord  of  nature  !    Source  of  light ! 

In  pity  view  thy  world  below  : 
Guide  our  erring  footsteps  rightly, 
Through  these  scenes  of  guilt  and  wo. 

2  Grant  thy  Spirit ! — By  thy  kindness 

Let  our  errors  be  forgiven  : 
Heal  our  sins,  dispel  our  blindness ; 
Then — conduct  us  safe  to  heaven  ! 

Calamy. 

■■—■    - _        ■■■■-■-      -  --    -  ■-'■ —  ' ' - — - -" ■    ^— ——""'■ — '— ■■ 

HYMN  CCCXXVII.     73.  Metre. 
After  Sermon. 

1  Thanks  for  mercies  past,  receive  ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 
With  eternity  in  view.    * 

2  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 
Grant  us.  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

^1^  ..I       .  -  - -     —    — —  — 

HYMN  CCCXXVUI.     8  and  7s,  Metre,      a 
For  the  Close  of  publlck  Worship. 

1  Lord  !  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above ; 
Let  us,  each  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  Iqve. 

2  Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  : 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ! 


1 


ASCRIPTIONS   AND   BENEDICTIONS, 

FOUNDED  ON  TEXTS'OF  SCRIPTURE  ;  TO  BE  SUNG  AT 
THE  END  OF  PSALMS  AMD  HYMNS,  IN  VARIOUS  ME- 
TRES. 


I. 

Common  JW£r/?£.— single. 
Phil.  iv.  7. 
MAY  peace,  which  from  the  Lord  proceeds, 

Which  Christ  alone  imparts, 
Which  human  knowledge  far  exceeds. 
Preserve  and  keep  our  hearts. 

11. 

Psalm  xxviii.  9. 

Lord,  bless  thy  people,  who  to  thee      - 

Do  all  their  safety  owe  j 
Feed  thou  thy  iiock,  and  raise  them  up 

When  tliey  are  fallen  low. 


Unknown. 


III. 

Rev.  V.  13. 

Blessing  and  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 
By  all  in  earth  and  heav*n, 

To  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  the  Lamb  be  giv*n. 


Tate. 


IV. 

Anothen 

To  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne. 

The  God  whom  we  adore  ; 
And  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain^ 

Be  glory  evermore. 

Scotch  Paraphrases 

V. 

Common  Metre. — double. 
Phil.  ii.  10,  11. 

Let  every  creature  bow  the  head 

To  God's  exalted  Son  ; 
Since  God  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 

And  plac  d  him  on  his  throne . 


ASCRIPTIONS,  &c. 


263 


Let  every  mortal  tongue  confess 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord ; 
Thus  when  the  Saviour's  name  we  bless. 

The  Father  is  ador'd. 


VI. 

Hebrews  xiii.  20,  21. 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 

Who  from  the  shades  of  death 
Restored  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep 

To  draw  immortal  breath, 

Enrich  our  souls  with  every  grace. 

That  we  may  do  his  will  ; 

And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight, 

Inspire  us  to  fulfil. 

,  Rippon's  Collection, 

VIL 
Rev.  i.  5,  6. 

To  him,  who  wash'd  us  from  aur  sins 

In  his  own  precious  blood  ;  ^ 

And  made  us  kings  and  priests,  before 
His  Father  and  his  God  ; 

To  him  who  died  and  rose  again, 

Be  glory  ever  giv'n  ; 
And  may  his  wide  dominion  spread 
•  Throughout  the  earth  and  heav'n. 

vin. 

Rev.v.  9,  10. 

Worthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 

To  open  every  seal. 
And  from  the  book  of  God's  decrees 

His  counsels  to  reveal. 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  us  by  thy  blood. 

From  sin  hast  set  us  free. 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God,         ^ 

And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 

Partly  from  Watts. 


264 


ASCRIPTIONS,  &c. 


ASCRIPTIONS,  &c. 


265 


Watts. 


S.  D. 


LONG   M£ri?E.— SINGLE. 

I. 

Matt.  xxi.  9. 

HOSANNA*  to  king  DavkVs  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heavenly  birth, 
Who  brought  salvation  down  to  earth. 

II. 

1  Tim.  i.  17. 

Now  to  the  great  eternal  King, 
Th'  immortal  God,  we  mortals  sing  ; 
God  only  wise  we  glorify. 
Invisible  to  mortal  eye. 

in. 

1  Tim.  vi.  15, 16. 
To  him  who  dwells  in  heavenly  light, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  human  sight. 
The  King  supreme,  the  Lord  of  heaven. 
Be  endless  praise  and  honour  given. 

IV. 

2  Thess.  ii.  16,  17. 

May  God  the  Father,  and  his  Son, 
From  whom  all  love  and  grace  proceed, 
Comfort  our  hearts,  and  'stablish  us 
In  every  virtuous  word  and  deed. 

V. 

Lose    METRE. — SIX    LINFS. 
Jude,  ver.  24,  25. 
To  him  whose  wisdom,  love  and  power 
Preserves  us  in  temptation's  hour. 
Who  will  present  our  souls  complete 
Before  the  glory  of  his  seat  ; 
To  God,  our  Saviour,  only  wise, 
L^t  songs  of  praise  and  honour  rise. 

•  The  word  Hosanna  signifies,  '*  Sa\-e,  we  beseech  thee  i"| 
It  ia  an  ascription  of  honour  to  fliirist  as  our  Saviour. 


^4ll  Sevens  Metre. 
2  Cor.  xiii.  14. 
May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  tJie  Father's  boundless  love. 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favour. 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 


Short  Metre, 

I. 
Rom.  xvi.  25,  27. 
To  God  the  only  wise. 

Who  keeps  us  by  his  word, 
Be  glory  now  and  evermore. 
Through  Jesus  Christ  our  JLord. 

II. 
2  Cor.  xiii.  14.' 
The  grace  of  Christ  our  Lord, 
The  Father's  boundless  love. 
The  Spirit's  blest  communion,  too, 
Be  with  us  from  above. 

III. 
Mat.  xxi.  9— John  i.  14. 
Hosanna  to  the  Word, 

Who  from  the  Father  came  ; 
Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
And  ever  bless  his  name. 


Newton. 


Hallelujah  Metre. 
I. 
1  John  iv.  19— Gal.  iii.  13-Col.  i.  12. 
To  him  who  lov'd  us  first. 
Before  the  world  began. 
To  him  who  bore  the  curse 
To  save  rebellious  man  : 
To  him  who  forms 

Our  souls  for  heaveo^ 
Be  endless  praise 
And  glory  given. 


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WATxa. 


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.ASCRIPTIONS,  &c. 
II. 


INDEX  to  the  Matter  of  each  PSALM  and  HYMN. 


Mat.  xxi  9— Acts  v.  13— Phil.  ii.  11. 
Ho^san:  A  to  the  Kin^ 
Of  Dii'  id's  royal  blood  ; 
Behold,  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving-  grace  from  God  : 
Upon  his  head 

Shall  honours  rest, 
And  ev'ry  tongue 
Pronounce  him  bleat. 


WatIS. 


III. 

Heb.  i.  6.— Rev.  v.  11, 12. 
With  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  who  dwell  above, 
We  join  to  praise  the  Son, 
And  sing  his  wondrous  love. 
Worthy  the  Lamb, 

Who  once  was  slain, 
O'er  heav'n  and  earth 
To  live  and  reign. 

IV. 

1  Cor  XV.  ir-Col.  i.  18-Acts  v.  31. 
To  Christ  the  Lord  from  heav'n, 
The  first-born  from  the  dead  ; 
The  Prince  of  life,  be  glory  giv  n, 
And  wide  his  kingdom  spread : 
Through  earth's  extent 

His  honours  raise ; 
And  all  consent  ^ 

His  name  to  praise. _^___— -— == 

'^NH~th7d^iah"d^y  brolherTlhe  late  Dr.  John 
ri  ARKE   I  think  I  am  at  liberty  to  say.  that  many  of  the 

varfaS  and  addition  ^^"^^f .?  ^v "Lt^'tha 

Hvmns  were  either  made  or  suggested  by  him.  tnat 
th-ralterrtton  of  the  149th  Psalm  was  altogether  h« 
own;   anfthat^  ^ork  passed  under  h.8  en  u^l 

^vP  and  correcting  hand  before  it  went  to  the  press. 
For  tht,  and  for  ^any  other  acts  of  Christian  friendship, 
his  memory  will  ever  be  precious  to  mc.  ^^ 

Ma¥  31,  179a> 


P.  stands  for  Psalm,    h.  for  Hymn.    The  figures  refer  not  to 
the  Pages,  but  to  the  number  of  each  Psalm  and  Hymn. 

A. 
ABRAHAM,  the  Promise  to  him  fulfilled,  p  105 
extended  to  the  Gentiles,  h  74^  111 
Adam  the  first  and  second,  p  8.  h  291 
Adoption,  h  35 

Afl[liction,  p  119,  I2th  part,  14th  part 
the  cure  of  folly,  h  164 
Divine  Goodness  in,  h  190 
Submission  to,  h  214 
Age,  Consolations  of,  p  71.  h  55 

American  Revolution,  p  75  • 

Angels,  their  Ministry  to  Christ,  h  211 
Song,  h  104 

Worship,  p  103,  4th  part. 

B. 
BAPTISM,  by  Immersion,  h  127 

of  I.ifants,  h  111,  159,  221,  252 
Beatitudes,  h  37 
Better  part,  h  36 
Blessings,  Spiritual,  p  81,  106.  h  107 

and  Temporal,  p  139, 4th  part 
Body  Frail,  h  147 

wonderfully  made,  p  139,  5th  part  , 

C. 
CANAAN,  heavenly,  p  107 

Lost,  p  95 
Catholicism,  h  148 
Captivity,  p  137 
Charity,  p  37,  41,  112.  h  39,  121,  135,  145,  192 

•    Greater  than  Faith  or  Hope,  h  149 
Child,  Death  of,  h  152,  228 
Children  devoted  to  God,  h  252 

Religious  education  of,  p  78 
Christ's  regard  to,  h  221 
CHRIST,  his  Ascension,  p  ^4,  68.  h  17,  105 
Seen  of  Angels,  h  211 
Branch  of  David,  h  6 
Bread  of  Life,  h  151 
Bridegroom  of  the  Church,  p  45 
his  Cross  our  glory,  h  21,  274 
his  Commission,  h  101,  253 
his  Compassion,  h  1^8, 182,  292 
his  Conquest  and  Triumph,  h  163,  259 


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268  INDEX. 

CHRIST,  his  first  and  second  coming,  h  316 
his  Death  and  Resurrection,  h  308 
his  Eternity,  p  102,  294 
his  Example  p  109.  h  14, 167 
his  Exaltation,  p  2.  h  17,  62 
his  Gentleness,  h  251  * 

his  Grace  and  Glory,  h  187 
the  Head  of  his  church,  h  139 
his  Humiliation,  h  239 
the  Image  of  God,  h  244 
his  Incarnation,  h  22 
his  intercession,  h  185 
his  Invitation,  h  46 
his  Kingdom,  p  2,  72,98.  h  194 
the  King  of  saints,  h  48 
the  Lamb  of  God,  h  30,  44 
our  Life,  h  271,  280 
the  Light  of  the  world,  h  301 
his  Mission  and  Sacrifice,  p  40 

the  Morning  star,  h  6 

his  Nativity,  h  31, 104. 223,  282 

his  Obedience  to  death,  p  69 
his  Offices  and  Names,  h  140 

Opening  the  sealed  book,  h  9 

precious  in  life  and  death,  h  133 

his  Pre-existence,  and  incarnation,  h  27 

his  Priesthood,  p  110.  h  188 

the  Physician  of  the  soul,  h  50 

a  Prince  and  Saviour,  h  62 

his  Resurrection,  p  2,  16.  h  2,  17,  29,  105 

Salvation  by  him,  p  85.  h  138 

the  same  veaterday,  to-day  and  forever,  h  294 

a  Sheplierd,  h  247 

the  Sight  of  him  in  heaven,  h  51 

the  Spirit  his  gift,  p  68,  72 

our  Strength  and  righteousness,  p  71 

his  Sufferings  and  glory,  p  22,  b9.  h  126 

the  Sun  of  righteousness,  p  19.  h  87 
the  Supreme  beauty,  h   225 

his  Victory  and  dominion,  h  2j64 

the  Victory  of  his  death,  h  17,  105 
the  Way  to  God,  h  130 
the  Wisdom  of  God,  h  222 
Christian's  Farewell,  h  295 
R  ,ce,  h  25,  175 
Church,  the  Birth-phice  of  Saints,  p  87 

the  Bride  of  Christ,  p  45.  h  137 


INDEX.  269 

Church  Jewish  and  Christian  compared,  p  132 
its  Glory  and  defence,  h  95 
our  safety  and  dthght,  p  27,  93.  h  110,  198 
Citizen  of  Zion,  p  15 
Colonies  planted  and  punished,  p  107 
Common  Mercies,  h  90 
Compassion  and  Forgiveness,  h  121 

for  Sinful  nren,  p  119,  5th  part 
Complaint  and  hope,  p  143 
Communion  with  Christ,  h  258 

with  God,  h  203,  210 
Condescension  of  God,  p  8,  113.  h  250 
Confession  and  paidon/  p  32.  h  174  [275 

Confidence  in  God,  p  7, 18, 27, 28, 31, 34>  52, 56,  57, 146.  h  89, 
Conscience,  Testimony  of.  h  243 

Peace  of,  h  283 
Consolation  in  Christ,  h  138 
in  Death,  p  38 
in  Providence,  p  77 
Conviction  of  sin,  h  154 
Contrite  heart,  h  206 
Corruption,  Moral,  p  12,  14,  53 
Contentment,  p  131 

Covenant  of  Grace,  p  89.  h  129,  169,  236 
Creation  Old  and  New,  p  8.  h  20,  217 

and  Providence,  p  33.  h  61,  85,  132,  160 
Creatures  vain  and  God  all  sufficient,  p  33.  62 
their  voice  proclaiming  God,  p  104. 

D. 
DARKNESS,  walking  in,  h  103 
Death,  p  38,  39,  88,  89,  90  h  158 

the  End  of  the  Christian's  course,  h  49,  238 
and  the  Resurrection,  h  287 
Triumph  over,  h  15,  270,  309 
Decency,  h  33 
Devotion,' h  284 

by  day  and  night,  p  1,  134 
Direction,  Divine,  asked,  p  25 
Discipline,  Fatherly,  h  108,  27Z 
Distress  relieved,  p  31,  40,  126,  142 

Faith  in  Time  of,  h  224 
Doubts  and  fears  suppressed,  p  3 
Doxology,  h  324.  * 

E. 
ENEMIES,  Complaint  against,  p  120 

Deliverance  frooj,  p  54,  59,  7Q»  124, 126, 140 
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271 


Enemies,  Love  to,  p  109.  h  66 
Envy  cured,  p  37 
Evening,  p  4.  h  125,  201 

FAITH  correcting  impatience,  p  55 
Encouraged,  p  9 
Living  and  Dead,  h  loo 
in  the  Names  of  Cod,  h  226 
in  the  Promise  of  Salvation,  h  25 
in  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice,  h  161 
in  a  Time  of  distress,  h  224 
Triumphant,  h  286 
Walking  by,  h  63 
Family  duties  and  blessings,  p  128 

religion,  p  101 
Fast  in  war,  p  20.  44.  h  319 
Fear  of  God,  h  82 

Feast,  Gospel,  h  114,  118,  234,  299 
Forgiveness  sought,  p  25 

to  debtors,  h  121 
to  enemies,  h  66 
Fortitude,  li  13 
Friendship,  Christian,  h  310 
Funeral  tliought,  h  99. 

G. 
GOD,  his  all-seeing  eye,  p  139,  2d  pt.  6th  pt 
All  sufficient,  p  33,  62,  73 
his  Approbation  of  the  Just,  p  2 
his  care  of  his  people,  p  76 
his  Compassion  to  sinners,  h  182 
his  Condescension,  p  8,  113.  h  250 
our  Creator,  p  139,  3d  part,  h  172 
his  Eternity,  p  90 
Exalted  above  all  praise,  h  58 
his  Eternal  counsels,  h  141 

his  Faithfuhiess,  h  1 11.  159  I254i  396 

his  Goodness,  p  36,56,57, 66, 68, 145, 146 h  59, 83, 158 
His  Greatness  and  goodness,  p  86 
his  Grace  in  Christ,  h  218 
bis  Holiness  and  sovereienty,  p  93,  97 
his  Incomprehensibility,  h  41, 42 
his  Justice,  p  11,  18,  68  h  117 
Known  by  his  works,  p  19, 136.  h  93 
his  Majesty,  p  29 
his  Mercy  in  judgment*  p  103 
his  various  Narngs,    h  226 


GOD,  his  Name  proclaimed  to  Moses,  h  19 

his  Perfections  and  works,  p  111,  136,  145 

our  portion  and  hope,  p  73,  h  128 

his  Power,  p  66, 93,  145.  h  117 

his  Presence  mortifying  us  to  the  world,  h  43 

his  Regard  to  our  weakness,  p  103 

our  Shepherd,  p  23 

the  Searcher  of  hearts,  p  159,  6th  part 

Transforming  vision  of,  p  17 

his  Unity  and  sovereignty,  p  135.  h  54 

his  Unchangeableness,  p  102,  106.  h  86 

his  Universal  presence,  p  139,  1st  part 

his  Wisdom,  p  111,  139,  3d  pt.  h  8,  254 

Good  out  of  Evil,  h  202 

Gospel,  not  ashamed  of  it,  h  122 
Blessed,  p  89.  h  131 
its  Excellency,  h  75 
its  Power  and  triumph,  h  163,  313 
its  Success,  h  65,  88 

Grace  and  Glory,  p  97 

Gratitude,  p  91.  h  57,  78, 170,  266,  267 

Grave  destroyed,  h  262 

Gravity  in  deportment,  h  33. 

HAPPINESS  in  God.  p  3 

and  Misei7,  p  1,  37 
Heaven,  p  24.  h  45,  47,  180,  238 

Longing  for,  h  193 
Holiness,  p  34,  119.  10th  and  11th  pts.  h  229 
Hope,  p.  43,  h  173,  230,  293 
House  of  prayer,  h  84,  312 
Humility,  p  131.  h  73,  250,  320 
Hypocricy,  p  50.  h  76,  248 
Hymn,  before  or  after  Sermon^  326 

after  Sermon,  327 

close  of  Public  Worship,  328 

I. 
IDOLATRY,  p  115, 135 
Ignorance  of  man,  h  32 
Imitation  of  God's  goodness,  U  83 
Impatience,  p  55 
Influence  Divine,  h  171,  315 
Insurrection,  p  64 
Intemperance,  p  107,  3d  pt 
Intercession  of  Christ,  h  185 
Uvitation  to  communion,  h  IQ;  2h  H4j  118, 1^4,  2U,  ^ 

of  M«rcy,  h  30^ 


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Israel's  Journey,  p  106, 107, 1  st  pt.  1 14 

JACOB'S  vow,  h  205 
Jerusalem,  New,  h  165 
Joy,  Heavenly,  h  47 

and  Gratitude,  h  §17 
Jubilee,  h  40,  162 
Judgment,  Final,  p  50. h  279 
Justice,  h  120 

of  God.  p  18. 

K. 
KINGDOM  of  Christ,  p  98.  h  194,  264 
Knowledge  of  God,  p  119,  9th  part. 

L. 

Law  and  Gospel,  h  235 

Life,  Its  shortness,  p  90.  h  116.  231,  314 

its  VaUie,  h  153 
Light  and  Deliverance,  h  318 
Looking  at  things  unseen,  h  288 
Lord's  Day,  p  5, 19,  63,  92, 118,  122.  h  2, 18,  24,  157,  263 1 

Prayer,  h  66 

Supper,  h  134,  242,  258,  260 
Love,  Brotherly,  p  133  h  72,  196 

mutual  ot  Christians,  h  323 

of  God  to  the  Church,  h  186 

to  God,  h  97— and  man,  h  249,  303 

to  the  Saviour,  ardent,  h  52 

M. 
MAGISTR  A TES  warned,  p  82,  94 
Marriage,  p  128  h  177,  289 

of  the  Lamb,  h  10    ' 
Meditation,  h  168 

Meekness,  h  108,  307  i 

Mercy  before  sacrifice,  h  248,  281 
Michael  and  the  Dragon,  h  146 
Ministers  ordained,  h  70,  237,  253.    See  Gospel 

Watclimen,  h  107 

their  death,  h  115,  184 

their  Fidelity  rewarded,  h  237 

their  Sickness,  h  204 
Moderation,  h  96 
Morning,  h  201 
Mortification,  h  43 
Moses  and  the  I^amb,  Song  of,  h  109 

aod  Christ,  h  235. 


INDEX.  273 

N. 
NATIONAL  blessings,  p  85 
Nature,  Beauties  of,  p  147.  h  12 

God  of,  h  92    . 

and  Scripture,  p  19 

Voiceof,  pl9.hl58,  241 
New  Birth,  h  261. 

OBEDIKNCE,  p  22.  h  195 
Obligations  and  Privileges,  h  53 
Oppression,  p  10 
Ordinances  h  26 

P. 
PARDON,  p  130.  h  113,  276 
Patience,  h  212 
Peace  and  consolation,  h  213 
and  Plenty,  p  144 
and  War,  p  46 
Penitence,  h  306 
Persecution,  p  83.  h  1 
Pillar  in  the  heavenly  Temple,  h  7 
Poor  in  Spirit,  h  297 
Praise  from  all  Creatures,  p  148 
without  ceasing  h  79 
to  Christ,  h  30,  93 
for  Deliverance,  p  116 

for  Divine  Goodness,  p  68,  100, 103,  136,  146.  h  124 
Praise  Universal,  p  47,  ^7^  96, 108,  117,  138,  150.  h  325 
Prayer,  p  95 

Heard,/p  30,  66,  102  * 

Importunate,  h  209 
,  yniversal,  h  67  » 

Preparation  for  Worbhip,  h  64 
Pride,  h  12 

Prisoners  relieved,  p  107 
Privileges  and  Obligations,  h  SZ 
Prodigal  Son,  h  34 

Promise  to  Believers  and  their  Children,  h  159,  252 
Prosperity  and  Adversity,  h  216 
Dangerous,  p  73  h  179 
from  God,  p  127 
;  Protection  Divine,  p  90,  91,  121,  138,  144,  256,  257 
in  Foreign  Countries,  h  106 
Providence,  p  2>^,  61,  %5,  74,  104, 136.  h  81, 160 
Ancient,  p  77 

in  convulsions  of  the  world,  h  305 
its  Justice  p  11 


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Providence  Mysterious,  h  80 

over  Man  and  Beast,  h  232,  254 
Prudence,  h  68,  208 

Q. 

QUICKENING  Grace,  p  119,  13th  part 

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RACE,  Christian,  h  25,  175  * 

Rain,  p  65,  104,  135.  h  69 

Divine  influence  compared  to,  p  72 
Reanimation,  p  88.  h  285 
Recovery  from  sickness,  p  30,  118.  h  155 
Redemption,  h  lo6 
Relief  from  distress,  p  31 
Religion  vain  without  Love,  h  91 

Gratitude  its  spring,  h  170 

its  Pleasures,  h  278 

in  Youth,  h  94,  :U1 
Repentance,  p  32,  51,  U9,  3d  pt.  130.  h  34,  113,  29^ 

and  hupe,  h  173,  v;76 
Reproof,  Brothcly.  p  141 
Resignation,  p  91  h  202,  231 

in  Death,  h  265 
Rest  to  weary  souls,  h  46 
Resolutions,  Holv,  p  119.  lUhpt    h  3 
Resurrections,  p  17,  71,  89.  h  38,  112,  287 

of  Christ,  p  l^,h2,  17,29,105 

of  the  Martyrs,  h  240 
Retirement,  h  168,  304 
Revewnce  of  God,  p  99 
Revolution,  American,  p  7S 
Riches,  their  vanity,  p  49 
Righteous,  their  happiness,  p  1,  37,  106 
Rulers,  wicked,  p  94 

SABBATH,  eternal,  h  157 
Safely  in  God.  p  61.     See  Confidence 
Saints,  departed,  tJieir  blessedness,  h  98 
Salvation,  p  85,  118.  h  28 

by  Grace,  h  189,  220 
Savages,  Deliverance  u-om,  p  59 
Scripture.     See  word  of  God 
Seaman's  Prayer,  p  104,  2d  pt.  107.  4th  pt.  h  106 

Seasons,  changing,  p  147,  148 

fruitful,  p  65.  h  69     " 
Self  dependence,  h  81 

examination,  p  26.  h  246 


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Serpent,  Brazen,  h  227 
Shepherd,  God's  character,  p  23 

Christ's  character,  h  247 
Sickness,  p  6,  30.  h  176 
Sinai  and  Sion.  h  183,  233 
Sincerity,  p  18.  h  150 

and  Hypocrisy,  h  76 
Sons  of  God,  h  181 
Spirit  of  God,  p  68,  72.  h  60 

its  Influences,  h  277 
Spiritual  blessings  and  punishments,  p  81 
Spring,  h  119,  268 
Storm.    See  Thunder 
Strength  and  joy,  p  138 

from  God,  h  269 
Submission,  p  123.  h  11,  178,  200,  214 
Syro-Phenician  woman,  h  5 

T. 

TABLE  in  the  wilderness,  p  78 
Te  Deum,  h  197 
Tempest.     See  Thunder 
the  Last,  h  279 
Temptation,  p  13.  h  23 
Thanksgiving,  p  18,  7i^,  li45 
Thief,  Penitent,  h2i^0'''    •    •  .    i 

Thirsting  after  God,  h  272 
Thunder,  p  29,  l')4>  ts?t^*it,  tS^.'h  143„la6 
Time  redeemed,  h  7'/.'^:>'    ,  ;    \'     .         * 
Treasure  in  earthen  vessels,  h  1 16    ' 
Trial  and  Safety,  p,  125 

ofVirtue,h21j        •    '^ '  •    ■ '; 
Truth,  h  123  i .  .    '.      .  '      ' 

Tyrants  and  Oppressors,  p  5B. 

U. 

UNBELIEF,  p  95 
Uncharitable  judgment,  h  8 
Union  of  Christ  and  his  church,  h  137 
Universal  prayer,  h  67. 

V. 

VICTORY,  p  18 

over  Death,  h  270 

and  Dominion  of  Christ,  h  264 
Vineyard  of  God,  p  80 
Virtuesof  a  Christian,  p  15,  119,  1st  part 

Trial  of,  h  215 
Vision  of  the  Lamb,  h  9 


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Volume  of  Nature  and  Scripture,  p  19 

W. 

WAR,  p  20,  44,  h  322 
and  Peace,  46. 
Disappointment  in,  p  60 
Devastation  of,  p  79 
Warrior  Christian,  h  102 
Watchfulness  and  Prayer,  h  4 

and  Reproof,  p  141 
Wicked,  their  misery,  p  1,  37 
Winter,  p  147, 148.  h  191    , 
Wisdom  Divine,  h  61  * 

Voice  of,  h  100,  255 
Ways  of,  h  199 
Word  of  God,  Delight  in  it,  p  119,  6lh  7th  8th  parts 
its  Excellency,  p  19.  h  71,  142 
Instruction  from  it,  p  119,  4th  part 
Works,  Good,  p  16,  37 
World,  Vanity  of,  h  317 
Worship,  Publick,  p  42,  48,  63, 65,  84, 89,  95, 99, 122.  h64. 

YEAR,  New,  h  16,  56,  219 
)ast.day  of,  Ik32X 

You^Kp,ii9..2(ipan.  ; 

ZEAL,  true  and  false,  h  300 

Zion, <it».l?eauties  aiid  ple^su/^es,:p.  138.: 


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ASCE^Slb^  ^ay.  p*24,  68.  h  17,  i05 

Christmas,  h  31,  104,  223,  282  . 

Communion,  h  21,  114,  118.  126, 132,  134,  161,  234,  23t), 

242,  258,  260,  274,  299 
Easter,  p  2,  15.  h  2,  17,  29, 105 
Good  Friday,  p  22,  69.  h  126,  274 
Humane  Society.    See  Reanimation 
Ordination.    See  Ministers 
Whitsunday,  p  68,  72.  h  60,  278 


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